Chapter 90 He's like a little kid

Camille also does not understand why he is particularly fond of arguing

with Preston lately like a child.

But she didn't answer this question after all, she just said, "It's late, you

go eat, I have things to do later, hang up first?"

Ayan didn't know if he was unhappy, but he didn't say anything and cut

off the call first.

When Camille returned to the couch and sat down, Preston was waiting

for her, and when she sat down, he offered her a piece of chicken, and

Camille asked, "Why aren't you eating?"

"Waiting for you to join us.”

Camille was reflexively stunned, and then Preston didn't say anything

else.

His deep eyes were filled with tenderness as he glanced at Camille, no

matter what time he wanted to wait for her again, even if he knew

nothing would come of it but still wanted to wait.

After dinner, Camille went over the drawing and asked Yessica to send

it to Mr. Moss.

She didn't have to go to the construction site today, so she stayed with

Preston to review other projects and the company's earnings for the

quarter.

Although the company is small, she and Preston have a clear division

of labor, and Preston will take care of the operation and diplomacy

without any worries, which makes people feel relaxed and less tired.

When the work was almost finished, Preston also mentioned: " The

Armstrong family has a bid next month, which happens to be our

company's specialty, should we take it?"

Camille frowned slightly, then read over the terms and content of the

bid he handed over before saying, “Let me think about it, do you have

any suggestions?"

“It can be done, it just so happens that we are good at it, and although

our company is small, we still have an advantage in what we are good

at."

"Well, I see what you mean."

Camille was hesitant to have much contact with the Armstrong family,

even for work-related matters.

Her silence Preston understood, he said: "If you do not want to we can

not do, but the Armstrong family if you can not recruit a suitable partner

should come to us, especially now you are involved in the Simpson

Group project, which has become a living sign, so Camille, you need to

be mentally prepared.”

Camille nodded, in fact, working for the Armstrong family is nothing,

can be a normal partner, but after all those things she has slowly

changed her state of mind, she is not too willing to do the unpleasant

things, and do not want to be controlled.

So Camille needs to think about it, and once she says yes, she'll be in

frequent contact with the Armstrong family until the end of the project.

At 6:00 p.m., Camille leaves the office after work.

She took the elevator to the parking lot with Preston, during which she

checked the time several times and Preston asked, "Camille, do you

have an appointment? You look like you're in a hurry to me."

"Well, a friend is coming to Hance City and I'm going to have dinner

with him later.”

"A friend? Is it someone I know?"

"Albert."

"So it's him, what's he doing here in Hance City?"

Preston and Albert have met, but only met, although both are friends of

Camille, but Albert is not much contact with Preston, only a nodding

acquaintance.

"He's got a bit of a work thing going on ....... "

Before Camille could finish her sentence, Albert's message came

through: "I'm downstairs at your office, I'll go up if you don't come

down."

Camille hooked her lips in a smile, "Right away, give me two minutes."

She put her phone away and heard Preston ask, "You and Albert are as

close as ever."

"Well, it hasn't changed. He helped me a lot when I was studying, and

although he was my elder in terms of age, we talked a lot, and he was

sometimes childish, but he taught me a lot of things that are still very

useful to this day.”

Albert is more than ten years older than Camille, he met Camille when

he was the hottest, and has not changed until now, some people are

like this, even if they rarely contact, but the love in the life will not fade.

Preston nodded and half-joked, "Camille, does Albert like you? I don't

see any girlfriends or scandals around him over the years because of

you?"

Camille's face changed instantly and she said, "Preston, don't say

those words again or you'll get Albert in trouble, and he's only taking

care of me like a sister.”

"You're just so sure?"

“It's not for sure, it's for sure, I appreciate a talented person like Albert,

and I like his character even more for being frank and direct without

hiding anything, if we were really right for each other, I probably

wouldn't be standing here talking to you about this."

Her attitude is very serious, and her words are even more flooded with

seriousness.

Preston also hurriedly said, “I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm just being

paranoid.”

"Nothing." Camille responded lightly.

The elevator door was also opened at that moment, and the two men

came out of it and got into their respective cars.

Camille drove her car from the parking lot to the building's floor, where

she pulled up next to Albert and lowered the window: "Get in."

Albert, wearing a hat and mask that would be hard to recognize even

for a fan, pulled open the car door and sat up before uncovering his

hat: "Been waiting for you for a long time, well over two minutes."

"Didn't you used to say that it was an honor for a boy to wait for a girl?"

"Very good, have learned to gag me with my words."

Camille smiled and drove off to the hotel at the address Albert had

given her.

Two people chatting, naturally did not notice from the parking lot has

been following the car behind, the man in the car face warm

indifference can not see what he was thinking?

When Camille and Albert arrived at the restaurant, the person who

invited Albert had not yet arrived, and Camille couldn't help but ask, “It

seems you really owe a big favor to the person who invited you to

dinner.

"It doesn't matter, I'm past the age of caring about that."

“Those who don't know will think you're already seventy years old."

“I'm an old man compared to you."

Camille was amused as she covered her mouth and said, "Well, you're

an old man, but I'm still a little girl."

"So I hope you little girl can respect the old and love the young to me

better, more contact with me in the future, do not I do not take the

initiative to find you will not take the initiative to send a message a

phone call to me, you know what you call this? Typical white-eyed

wolf."

Albert's tone was slow, but his face was gentle without the slightest

displeasure, and he lifted his hand to gently rub Camille's hair.

Camille raised her hand to stop it: "Don’t move, you'll be the one to lose

face later if you mess up your hair."

"I don't mind ......."

Albert refused to let go, but his words were just spoken when the door

to the private room pushed open from the outside.

The two hands were still playing together, and the people standing in

the doorway noticed the scene. Four people looked at each other the

same, and the other three were slightly surprised except for Albert.

Albert then lowered his hand and greeted him lightly, "Mr. Simpson,

long time no see.”

"Mr. Bell, good day."

Ayan walked into the private room with slender steps, Eileen took his

arm and also hurriedly greeted Albert: "Hello Master Albert, I'm a big

fan of yours, my name is Eileen.”

"Hello, Miss Khan."

Albert's expression was warm and bland, and his words were distant.

Camille remained silent, she really didn't expect Albert to meet with

Ayan and Eileen, but when she thought about it, she wasn't surprised,

because Eileen had asked Ayan to help contact Albert, but she didn't

expect it to be such a coincidence.

She tried to reduce her presence as much as possible, but Ayan didn't

seem to have any intention of letting her go.

The handsome face swept her a glance without moving, then asked,

"Master Albert does not introduce the young lady beside him?"