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Chapter 696 Back Account

My Ex-husband Begs Me Back1,404 words~8 min read

Chapter 696 Back Account

The girl who was walking towards the elevator was slightly stunned,

with a puzzled look at Preston, but she did not say anything, just

nodded out of politeness, and then went to the other side and stood

quietly.

Preston realized that he had mistaken the person, which led him to look

at the girl, "I'm sorry, I mistook the person.”

"Nothing." The girl returned indifferently, the expression on her face is

very shallow, unwilling to say one more word of detachment is very

obvious, giving a feeling of not easy to approach.

The two took the elevator quietly, the girl lived below Preston, she went

out first, her side face did not leave in Preston's afterglow, her back

faded away until the elevator doors closed blocking all.

He tightly wrinkled his brow, a very complex expression on his face, he

immediately took out his cell phone and called Sean, and once Sean

answered, he asked, "Immediately check the information of all users

living downstairs from me, and send me the information found in half an

hour."

Sean was very puzzled, but did as he was told immediately.

Sean investigated through hacking means that there were two users

living under Preston, and Sean sent the identity photo to Preston as

requested, but not the woman he just saw.

Finally investigated the surveillance comparison to confirm that the

woman who just lived downstairs is a friend of one of the families, just

over to play, called Zoie Reid.

Sean found out Zoie's identity and sent it to Preston. Looking at the

photo Sean sent, the girl smiled like someone, and the look between

her eyebrows was especially similar, making him subconsciously reach

out and touch the photo on his phone screen.

Preston's demeanor is unknown to Camille, who has returned to Maple

Leaves Mansion and is on the phone with Ayan.

Learning about today's work schedule, Ayan simply asked, "How are

you feeling?"

Camille volunteered to share roughly what had happened, her words

sounded a bit tired and she sighed silently.

In his ear was the man's gentle voice: "Tired?"

"A little bit of heartburn.” Not too keen on dealing with outsiders, as

Camille always is.

Ayan gently reassured: "No need to care about other people's eyes,

you are who you are, just be yourself, if you really feel unhappy, then

we won't do it, don't worry, I'm right behind you, eh?"

After dealing with people she didn't like for most of the day, she felt

suddenly cheerful when she heard Ayan's voice at the moment.

A smile appeared at the corners of her mouth and her voice was clear

and gentle as she asked lightly, "Ayan, when did you learn to talk so

much in fancy words?"

I didn't know how to do this before, but now I can just say it?

He also chuckled lightly, "Probably masterless when faced with you."

Listen, dare to believe that this is coming from his mouth?

Camille tsked and asked about his business trip. Ayan said, "I just got

back to the hotel. I had dinner with my partner and Sophia in the

evening, and she asked why you didn't come along, probably because

she wanted to be the host to please you.”

Camille couldn't help but laugh at his "rant": "Why would people want to

please me?"

Sophia is a strong woman, step by step from nothing to now can be in

Rapace Group alone is not easy, but also a girl, although at that time

because of her thoughts on Ayan two people basically is not to talk, but

later her honesty to Camille surprised, the two also repeatedly get

along with each other have a heart to heart.

Although we didn't have much contact, we had a good impression of

each other, and Sophia was sincere in inviting Camille to Dane City to

hang out, and had sent her a separate message before.

But Ayan deliberately wanted to take such a request as a favor, saying,

"Because she wants to work with me and wants a piece of the Simpson

Group, she has to please you, Mrs. Simpson, the president, to give me

an earful?"

Camille was amused by Ayan's confident stance and she returned, "Are

you overthinking this?"

"How is that overthinking? Isn't that a reasonable idea?"

"Where does that make sense?" Camille said, "Let's not talk about

whether I'll give you an earful, but first, how can you be sure that's what

Sophia is up to? Maybe people just want to invite me as a guest simply

because they like me?"

Ayan said warmly and lightly, "You are generous and don't mind at all?"

"Mind what?"

"You don't mind what she had in mind for me before?" He asked in a

low voice.

Camille asked smoothly, “You know exactly what she has in mind for

you, yo? So why didn't you keep your distance from her before?"

Ayan heard it, this is to settle accounts with him after the fall.

He doesn't explain or say much, he just asks, "So what would it take to

be willing to give me a chance?"

He doesn't say that it was only for the sake of cooperation and the

previous relationship with the Rapace family, and he doesn't argue that

it's because he has no heart for Sophia so he will hold his ground no

matter what Sophia does, he doesn't say anything and just asks

Camille what she plans to do with him.

He made Camille also momentarily speechless, blinked before saying,

"For the sake of your good performance, I will not pursue you."

"Yes, thanks to Mrs. Simpson's generosity, I will keep it in mind from

now on and always remind myself that I am a man of the Lord." He said

in a low voice.

Ayan's words don't feel false or perfunctory, every word reveals his

sincerity and frankness from the heart.

Camille afraid to continue to listen to will completely fall into his sugar-

coated shell, so hastily stop: “Well, your loyalty I have felt, then you

hurry to go to the shower to rest early, I and Mom to make a video to

see Timmy."

"You're cutting me off for another man?"

"Are you going to laugh me to death?"

"Even if you're not going to care about me, you're going to mock me?"

"Ayan, behave yourself." Camille was about to laugh at his expense.

Instead, he said good-naturedly, "I've always been decent.”

Camille: "What's wrong with you today?"

"Probably miss you too much, so I can't help it." His voice was hoarse

to the extreme, making people's ears tingle.

Camille pursed her lips slightly, the smile at the corner of her mouth

never disappeared, and in order not to lose herself, she stopped

responding to him and just said, "Bye, good night!"

And then it just cut off the call.

She dropped the phone, covered her face with both hands, took a deep

breath, and only then slowly adjusted her emotions and called Talia on

the video.

Timmy hasn't gone to bed yet. Talia said Timmy sleeps late lately,

maybe he is a little older, he doesn't want to sleep all the time, he

wants to play, and the toys in the house don't attract him anymore.

Timmy pointed to the door and wanted to go out.

The old Simpson was discharged from the hospital and stayed at home

in much better health, and everything was slowly moving in a good

direction.

After a sleepless night, Camille was awakened early the next morning

by her biological clock.

Since the museum project was scheduled to be submitted in two days,

the only thing I had to do was to wait for Louise's notice to discuss the

design.

Since Louise hadn't contacted her or initiated any messages in the

project workgroup, Camille drove to the office.

After arriving at the company, Camille took Yessica to briefly discuss

the requirements given by the project to make some simple design

plans and ideas, the more the two discussed the more they could not

stop until Camille's cell phone rang which was suspended.

The caller was a series of unfamiliar numbers. Camille thought it was

Louise, so she answered in a hurry: "Hello? It's Camille!"

"Hello Miss Armstrong, I'm Jordan," the man's gentle voice politely

introduced himself.

Camille was a little surprised: "Mr. Su?! Hello, what can I do for you?"

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