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Chapter 643 - Returning The Favor

My Ex-husband Begs Me Back1,414 words~8 min read

Chapter 643 - Returning the Favor

Ayan didn't ask Austin what he did.

He said, "Keep an eye on him, let him be pleased with himself first."

"Okay, so are you coming to the office today?"

"No, I'm going to Rex's restaurant, so if you need anything, just come

right over to me."

"Hmm."

After hanging up the phone, the car drove on, but not in the direction of

Sienna's restaurant.

Camille looked at the man who was driving seriously, the curiosity

under her eyes spilling out, but pursed her lips to hold back from

asking.

Ayan noticed all her small movements. He smiled, "Want to ask

anything?"

Camille kept silent. This man knew everything she was thinking, didn't

he?

But she did have something to ask, and she said, "Aren’t you going to

the office today?"

"Well, I've got a poker date with Rex, so you're coming with me, huh?"

"Playing cards this early?"

No wonder at Simpson's mansion he was not in a hurry. She thought

he was just waiting for her. It turned out he didn't have to work.

But although it was already past the usual working time, would it be a

little too early to play cards?

Ayan doesn't feel the same way, saying, “It's been a long time since I've

had a break, so it's good to take these two days to relax and get used

to my future senior life in advance.”

Senior life?

Do the employees of Simpson Group know that he, the president of

Simpson Group, said such things?

Camille did not speak again, looking back at the front, for a moment not

knowing what to say.

Ayan asked, "Walk with me, huh?"

“You'll say yes if I say no?" She glanced at him nonchalantly. The car

had already driven towards the restaurant. If she said no, could he still

turn around and send her back to the company?

Ayan took advantage of no cars ahead and looked at her, and then it

was a twenty-minute drive to Sienna'’s restaurant.

It was just after nine o'clock, but those white-collars had also come.

Besides Rex, Derek and Tomas also came.

Rex had set up the room as a chess room last night, with all the

equipment and couches for Camille and Sienna to kill time watching

their drama.

When the men met, Derek joked, "Mr. Simpson, you're paying us for

our company today, right?"

"I agree, we're leaving our jobs to keep you company. We have to be

paid to do that.” Tomas followed and agreed.

Rex smiled and said, "I advise you not to be greedy, or you will have to

pay back twice as much in the end.”

The comment drew a laugh from the crowd.

Only Ayan lifted his eyelids and faintly looked askance at the three,

deep under the eyes overflowed with some indifference. His voice was

cold: "If I were you guys, I would shut up right now."

"Yes!" Tomas and Derek said in unison.

Ayan was the darkest of the four. He did not easily get angry or petty

with people, but once he calculated, no one could change him.

So they wouldn't mess with him for fear of being fooled.

The four people began to play cards. Camille and Sienna lay in the

sofa. The two did not talk much, probably being sleepy. Sienna also

slept during it, with Camille just lying in this way.

At noon, naturally, they also ate in the restaurant, and after eating, the

four started again.

This time Camille and Sienna started betting, and Camille said, "Who

do you bet on to win?"

“Your Mr. Simpson!"

"Watch your words."

"Hmph!"

Camille said lightly, “Then I'll go with Mr. Ward!"

"He can lose now." Sienna grunted softly.

“It's not the end yet, it's not sure who will win or lose!" Camille,

however, had strong support for Rex.

The muttering of the two naturally attracted the attention of the four

people playing cards, and Tomas asked with a smile, "Are you two bad-

mouthing us?"

"Fairies don't say bad things!"

Sienna said with a straight face.

Everyone laughed: "Yes, yes, yes, fairy!"

Sienna was probably satisfied, and that was when she told the truth:

"Cami and I had a bet on which of you would win."

"Who are you betting on?" Rex took over, dark eyes sweeping over.

Sienna was also unrelenting in saying, "Of course not you."

"Tsk!" Rex was a little angry, but he could only hold it in.

Derek asked, "Is it a bet on me to win?"

“I bet on Mr. Simpson,” Sienna walked unhurriedly to the table with her

arms wrapped around her chest. She looked around at the chips in

front of the four men, then stopped behind Rex and tapped him on the

shoulder before saying unhurriedly, "But Cami bet on you to win.

"Cami bet on Rex?" Derek was a little surprised: "Cami, do you want to

think again? Rex is losing now and is about crying, you bet on me!"

"Forget it, no change, save Mr. Ward from crying later, I'll bet on you

next time!" Camille didn't care. Even if she lost, it was a matter of luck.

Rex said happily, “Cami, you know your stuff, I'm sure I won't let you

down, but since you're betting on me, can you come over and pass me

some luck now?"

Then Camille sat in Rex's seat. They played A3. The game was not

quite the same as the regular ones. The latter just needed to find a

friend on the line, but the fastest runner would be counted as the

winner in this game. It was independent playing.

Camille rarely played cards, but she had a good memory, so she could

clearly remember what cards were played and what cards were left.

But that was not enough. It's a bit of luck and an imposing manner. At

the moment the two are playing back and forth with exactly the same

number of cards left in their hands, but Ayan's luck was obviously

better, so he was down to one card a bit earlier than Camille.

Just when everyone thought there was no suspense, Ayan suddenly

spoke up, "Want to win?"

Camille met his gaze, the two just looked at each other, and others on

the side were making tsk-tsk sounds. Derek and Tomas even said in a

hurry, "Ayan, stick to the bottom line. This is a poker game. You can't be

fooled by a beauty.”

Ayan hooked his lips and smiled, and at this moment, a sentence

suddenly appeared in Camille's mind. Who said that only women could

be seductive? Men could do it too!

Just like he was now.

She looked entranced, slightly stunned, her voice hoarse, "Yes, you will

let me win?"

Ayan's thin lips were still flushed with a light smile, "What's the benefit

then?"

"Half of the bet for one person?"

"Deal."

Ayan agreed without hesitation, as if he feared Camille would regret it if

he said it a second late.

The conversation between the two also treated bystanders as

transparent. The most hurt was Sienna. She immediately went to

Camille's side to lock her neck and said threateningly, “Are you

conspiring together against me?"

“You're the one who said you wanted to bet. I did it for you. Besides,

you're not losing anything!"

Camille laughed lightly.

Then the other two realized something, but now it was too late to run.

In the end, with Ayan's betrayal, the winner was naturally Rex.

But half of the money won ended up in Camille's pocket, so the two

victims were even sadder, and immediately ordered the restaurant's

most expensive dishes to feast on.

They spent a whole day in the restaurant playing cards. They did not

feel bored, and the time passed quickly.

They had a great time, but some of them were fidgety.

Because there had been no new of Ayan, the private detective also

found out nothing. Such kind of situation would make people guess

wildly.

Austin simply took the initiative. He published what the private

investigators had got directly on the Internet.

He publicly stated that his wife, Cora, was also in the villa where the fire

occurred and wanted an explanation from the Simpson family and

Ayan.

Kian was also the first to tell Ayan after this news came out.

Then Ayan instructed Kian to stick to the long arranged plan, so a

questioning voice appeared along with Austin's statement.

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