Chapter 739 Impact

Ayan narrowed his eyes slightly and said with a gentle gaze, "What are

you nervous about?"

“I'm not, how could I be nervous, I'm not nervous at all, don't talk

nonsense.” She hastily denied it, but Ayan always looked at her

indifferently, as if he wanted to see right through her heart.

Camille lowered her eyes not to meet Ayan's gaze, she said faintly, “I'm

not nervous, really, you don't have to look at me like that.”

"Okay, I'm sure you're not nervous, but what did you mean when you

mentioned something about a wedding to Sienna?"

"A wedding? Oh, Sienna says she's planning a wedding with Rex when

she gets back." Camille responded without blushing.

Ayan chuckled lightly, "Really?"

"Sure, or what?" She asked smoothly and rhetorically, throwing the

question back at Ayan.

Ayan said, “Then I'll have to hint hint Rex to start preparing for the

wedding too."

Camille immediately opened her eyes wide and she said, "No, this is

someone else's business, can you not interfere? Just let them go with

the flow, well stop talking about it, don't you have to go to the office

now?"

After all, it's still so early in the morning, and he's been away on

business for some days, so there must be a lot of things to deal with.

There is nothing more on her side, so she doesn't need to be specially

guarded all the time.

Camille's inquiry made Ayan's gaze darken, and he said indifferently,

“Letting me go so soon, Camille, do you have a conscience? I rushed

back all night for you and didn't sleep, now shouldn't you make it up to

me and let me get some rest?"

He said, he also has lifted his foot directly into the bedroom door, so

that Camille subconsciously back a few steps, he obediently closed the

door.

Camille's reaction was great and immediately said, "If you want to rest

you can rest, I still have to go to the museum, these two days ..."

“Is it hard for you to stop running the museum if you don't go?"

Ayan directly interrupted her words, then directly held her hand and

pulled her into his arms, a pair of deep eyes staring at her, handsome

silhouette floating with a seeming smile, he asked in a low mute voice:

"You are afraid of me?"

“I'm not afraid.” Camille replied.

He said, "Since you're not afraid of me, what are you shaking for?"

His voice was tinged with a low, muffled smile that made Camille's

cheeks instantly flush. Camille subconsciously tried to break free from

his arms, but how could Ayan give her that chance?

The end result was that he took her hand and walked over to the bed

and laid down, Ayan gently wrapped his arms around her as he

assured her, "Don't worry, I won't touch you, I just want to sleep, I'm

sleepy, have pity on me, huh?"

Camille listened to the sound of his voice and the content of his words,

and then she didn't say anything more, just let him hold her.

Ayan is probably really exhausted, a few minutes later you can hear the

sound of the man's steady breathing in the quiet bedroom, Camille just

move as a human pillow.

Ayan slept for three hours, and when he woke up again it was almost

noon.

He was the only one left on the bed, and Camille slipped away at some

point?

The corners of his mouth flushed with a helpless smile, let her stay with

him is really stingy, but just a nap also refused to share more time to

him.

Ayan grunted softly, followed by lifting the covers from the bed, he went

to the bathroom to wash up briefly, this is the first time he was so close

to Camille's house in Maple Leaves Mansion, where there are traces of

her life everywhere.

Somehow, he was suddenly a little envious of Talia for being able to

stay with her last night.

After washing up, he opened the door to his room and walked outside.

The smell of cooking immediately reached his nose, and he walked out

to see Camille's busy back in the kitchen, wearing a light-colored

apron, her hair tied in a high ponytail, all her attention devoted to the

kitchen, something Ayan hardly ever saw.

He just stood and watched motionlessly until Camille came out of the

kitchen with the dishes, and Camille asked with some surprise, "Why

are you standing here? Wash your hands and eat!"

There was no food in the house, it was all brought over by Talia last

night and she just warmed it up and made a tomato and egg soup.

Ayan obediently went to wash his hands, and when they sat face to

face, Camille said, "Help yourself, Mr. Simpson won't mind, will you?"

"Miss Armstrong you're welcome, I enjoyed these and certainly don't

mind them, thank you Miss Armstrong for your hospitality, then I'll make

myself at home."

Ayan slightly hooked his lips up a light smile, looking at Camille's gaze

is also full of doting.

After dinner, Kian came over to pick up Ayan to go to Simpson Group,

while Camille drove to the office alone.

The museum probably won't be able to go today, so she'll go to the

office first. So many things have happened in the past two days, and

Yessica is handling them, plus the employees of the company have

developed a decent mindset of not gossiping and not prying, so there

won't be anything too much going on.

When Camille arrived at the office, Yessica immediately greeted her

and followed her back to the office.

Camille asks, "Is it okay?"

Yessica nodded her head with a smile on her face, "It's okay, it's even

better that you're back.”

Camille smiled lightly, and then asked a few questions about whether

the company's cooperation had been affected by this?

Yessica said that the company's existing collaborations are coming to

an end, so basically there is no impact, because once the project is in

the end, if the two companies now back out or make another decision,

the loss is not small.

Yessica asked cautiously, "Cami, the online thing is Mr. Simpson's

doing, right? You don't know, we discuss in private, Mr. Simpson is also

too handsome, it is simply a wife protection devil."

Camille: "It seems you still have too few things to do, otherwise how

would you have extra time to discuss me?"

"Cami," Yessica pouted.

Camille said, "Now you go and organize the museum's materials, and

enter all the drawings that I drew by way of paper into the computer

before, and don't make any small errors of detail, or I won't spare you."

Yessica-ri then raised her hand: “Boss please don't worry, I will do it

properly.”

Yessica left from the office and Camille's ears were finally silenced.

She sat at her desk with her phone and flipped through the statement

issued by Armstrong Corp's official blog. Although signed and stamped

by Brody, the handwriting of the contents was instantly recognizable to

Camille as Grace's.

Ayan also mentioned to her today that the statement was made by

Grace without any surprise.

She does this Brody and Page will spare her?

Camille hesitated before picking up her phone and dialing Grace's

number.

One morning had passed and Grace hadn't contacted her, so Camille

was a little worried and anxious.

The phone went through, but no one answered.

Camille frowned slightly, a slightly heavy expression on her face, and

finally she chose to call Horace.

Horace answered quickly, almost as soon as Horace picked up after

two rings.

Horace said in a warm voice, "Camille?"

“It's me, Mr. Burris, I'm sorry to bother you, but I wanted to ask if Miss

Armstrong had gone to the office?"

"Miss Armstrong temporarily withdraw from Armstrong Corp with Mr.

and Mrs. Bell this project, is Mr. Armstrong's side of the meaning, the

specific reasons I think Camille can also guess some."

Camille subconsciously pursed her lips, naturally understanding the

meaning of Horace's words.

Camille remained silent, and Horace added, "What is Camille going to

do?"