Chapter 909: Why Bother

Chapter 909: Why Bother

Sienna nodded, instantly feeling motivated, but she didn't forget to give

Rex a call.

Sienna was brimming with excitement, and as Camille drove, she cast

a glance at her. "You seem pretty excited?"

“It's nothing, really. Just average excitement, nothing too special,”

Sienna laughed, covering her face. Camille didn't bother engaging with

her drama.

Half an hour later...

In the bustling heart of Hance City's Sleepless Town, Camille and

Sienna parked their car and got out, hand in hand, walking through the

gates. A handsome young man, dressed in a suit, approached them

with a smile. "Welcome, ladies. Would you prefer a quiet spot or a lively

one?"

"We'll take a private room," Sienna replied in a hushed tone.

They were led to a private room, barely seated before several more

young men entered.

Sienna was really sociable; these guys were all university students

working part-time here and selling wine.

Being kind, Sienna and Camille ordered quite a bit, though they

couldn't possibly consume it all. They decided to share their drinks with

those guys.

As the conversation flowed naturally and without any disturbances, the

door to their private room suddenly swung open.

Conversation halted, and all eyes turned to the doorway.

Two men in suits walked in, their expressions dark and intense. Their

deep gazes fixed on the two women seated on the couch, surrounded

by the young men.

The manager of Sleepless Town followed, gesturing as he shooed the

young men away. Then, with a forced smile, he turned to the two

newcomers. "Mr. Simpson, Mr. Baxter, we weren't aware your wives

were coming, so..."

"Leave," Rex said coolly.

The manager nodded frantically and wiped his brow before quickly

leaving the room.

He even made sure to close the door properly. If anyone found out

about this, it could become tomorrow's headline: "Wives of Simpson

Group and Ward Group CEOs Sneak Out for Drinks and Chat with

Young Men?"

His job might not last long if this got out.

He went on to instruct the young men not to talk about this and even

handed them some hush money. As university students, they wouldn't

dare to blab.

The atmosphere in the private room shifted from lively to almost silent,

the sound of a pin dropping audible.

The two men sat down on the couch, one on either side, keeping a

considerable distance from the women in the middle.

Camille exchanged a glance with Sienna, eyes flickering as if saying,

"What do we do now?"

Camille remained remarkably composed, showing no significant

reaction. They hadn't done anything wrong, just came here for a chat

and drinks. Aren't they often doing the same?

However, compared to Camille's composure, Sienna seemed much

more flustered. Sienna was a classic example of being both

inexperienced but playful. She gave a faint smile and glanced at Rex,

saying softly, "Why did you guys come?"

Rex let out a light snort and replied indifferently, "You two keep

drinking, don't be polite. Feeling too quiet to drink? Should I go call

these men back for you?"

Given the tone, who would believe he wasn't annoyed?

Sienna fell silent instantly, holding her glass and obediently moving

closer to Camille. She murmured to Camille, "He's so fierce!"

Camille didn't react much, giving her a subtle glance. Her eyes seemed

to convey a message: promising wholeheartedly to join in the fun,

getting caught and then being scared out of her wits.

Sienna pressed her lips together, wanting to explain, but the direct gaze

from Rex left her unable to catch a breath. She could only offer a faint

smile towards Rex and softly suggest, "It's a bit stuffy here. How about

we go somewhere else to talk?"

Rex snorted again, his tone still unenthusiastic. "Stuffy? Is it because

you're feeling stuffy, or is it because there's no one here to entertain

you?"

"I didn't mean that. I just thought you might be uncomfortable here."

"Perhaps it's us who make you feel uncomfortable.”

"How could that be?" Sienna shifted her body, inching closer to Rex bit

by bit. She used gentle and coaxing words, trying to pacify him. But

Rex remained displeased, repeatedly admonishing her in stern tones

not to set foot in such places again.

Sienna raised her hand, making promises, and only then did the

situation seem temporarily smoothed over. Whether it would be brought

up again and again once they got home, only the bed would know.

In contrast to Sienna and Rex's interactions, the atmosphere between

Camille and Ayan was much quieter.

Ayan glanced at his watch and then at Camille. Seeing that she wasn't

indicating any intention of drinking, he asked in a soft voice, "Do you

want to keep playing or head home?"

His voice was gentle, nothing like a husband catching his wife sneaking

around behind his back. Instead, he sounded like a husband who was

indulging his wife's playfulness and was worried she might get tired

from driving home alone, so he came to pick her up.

Camille's lips tightened, and she replied calmly, "Let's go home."

She stood up before he did, and he followed suit, naturally taking her

hand. Then he glanced at Rex and said, "We're heading back."

With that, the two of them left the room.

Sienna and Rex were left momentarily stunned. Sienna gazed at Rex in

disbelief. "Isn't Ayan angry at all?"

"How could he be? He didn't say a word the entire way here, his face

as dark as coal. He's probably going to be angry once they're home."

"Should we follow them and see?"

"You're delusional.” Rex snorted and grabbed Sienna's wrist, leading

her out.

Camille and Ayan were already sitting in the car, and Kian was driving.

The atmosphere inside was quiet, so quiet that they could hear each

other's breathing.

Yes, it wasn't an exaggeration at all.

The silence continued until they hit a red light and had to stop. Ayan's

voice broke the silence, and he asked, "Why did you suddenly go to

Sleepless Town tonight?"

Kian, at the wheel, kept quiet, not wanting to get involved in the marital

spat.

Camille's gaze remained fixed outside the window, her expression

unchanged. She spoke in a soft, calm tone, "I was just bored, so I went

there."

Ayan's eyebrows furrowed deeply upon hearing her reply. His voice

grew lower as he said, "Is it because you were upset with me at home

that you decided to make me angry by going to such a place?"

"You're overthinking it." Camille didn't mention it was Sienna’s idea, as

she had agreed to it, then she would take responsibility as well. After

all, they hadn't done anything out of the ordinary — just had a drink,

chatted, and that was it.

After Camille spoke, silence returned to the car.

Upon returning to Maple Leaves Mansion, they got out of the car one

by one and took the elevator back to their apartment.

Camille input the password and opened the door. She had barely

stepped inside the entrance, still changing her shoes, when a force

pressed her against the wall. The man's dark eyes were deep and

enigmatic, his voice rough as he asked, "What exactly are you

dissatisfied with? Or do you need to make me angry to feel happy?"

Unbeknownst to Camille, she had been discreetly followed by someone

from Maple Leaves Mansion. When she and Sienna drove to Sleepless

Town, he was about to explode with anger.

Though he knew nothing would happen, Sleepless Town was the most

extravagant and debauched place in all of Hance City. Some things

were best left in the shadows. Even for men like him and Rex, they

would only go there for specific contracts that required the assistance

of alcohol and women to fulfill.

Compared to his escalating emotions, Camille remained composed.

She met his eyes, her voice calm as she replied, "I just went for a drink.

Why bother getting angry?"