Female Novel
Chapter 1340: Obstruction
Chapter 1340: Obstruction
Her directness left everyone present momentarily stunned, except for Ayan.
He seemed unsurprised, his expression particularly cold as he said, "There's a lot going on with the
company. I have already informed Kian to convey the message to you."
After Ayan finished speaking, without waiting for Daisy's response, he turned to Kian and said, "Pull out
a chair for Miss Daisy."
Kian immediately complied, then said, "Please have a seat, Miss Daisy."
At a large round table, Daisy's position was separated from Ayan by a considerable distance, enough
for her nearsightedness to potentially hinder her view of his features.
As Daisy sat down, her gaze remained fixed on Ayan. However, what she saw was Ayan attentively
attending to the woman beside him. The woman seemed accustomed to this behavior, showing no
surprise or change in expression. With a clear complexion devoid of any makeup, her fair skin
appeared exceptionally radiant under the lighting. Her features were impeccably sculpted, flawless in
every aspect.
Was this Ayan's wife?
Such a thought emerged in Daisy's mind, accompanied by a mix of indescribable emotions.
The woman before her contradicted Daisy's initial imagination – she was not the kind of delicate
woman who solely relied on men, nor the type who constantly catered to a man's needs.
Daisy struggled to comprehend the kind of person this woman truly was.
However, Daisy's contemplation was brief, as Ayan's voice resounded. He briefly introduced each
person at the table to Daisy, emphasizing that their titles were not merely names or Ayan's friends but
held significance from birth.
One was the President of Ward Group, another the General Manager of Burton Group, and the third a
physician from a renowned medical family. Despite these apparent distant connections to Ayan, they
were all present because of the Tillery Group's involvement.
Despite this revelation, Daisy did not completely grasp the situation, merely nodding and displaying a
friendly smile, exchanging greetings with everyone.
Finally, Ayan introduced Camille. Gently grasping Camille's hand, he raised it within Daisy's sight and
said, "This is my wife, Camille."
Camille responded with a polite yet distant smile, addressing Daisy, "Welcome to Hance City, Miss
Daisy."
Camille proactively raised her glass towards Daisy, who made no move to reciprocate. Her expression
soured slightly, prompting Camille to comment further, "Miss Daisy, have you visited Hance City
before? We have many wonderful places to eat and explore. Since you are here, you should enjoy
yourself to the fullest."
After delivering her message, Camille sipped her drink gracefully, her movements fluid and natural.
Daisy had initially intended to embarrass Camille but found herself unable to act, resulting in a
displeased expression.
Others at the table also noticed this tension, each well-versed in social dynamics and unspoken cues.
Tomas and Derek intervened, signaling the start of the meal. Despite their efforts to engage her,novelbin
Daisy's mood remained sullen, leading to a night where she barely touched her food. It was only when
Sienna spoke up, questioning, "Why aren't you eating, Miss Daisy? Is the cuisine not to your liking?"
Daisy's expression softened slightly, but before she could respond, Sienna continued, "I suppose the
flavors of Hance City may not align with your preferences. Each person's taste and lifestyle habits
differ. These are the unique characteristics of Hance City. Perhaps Mr. Simpson should arrange
Western cuisine next time!"
Ayan chimed in agreement, "Yes, you're right."
They seemed to be in perfect harmony, as if they had planned this exchange in advance.
Camille subtly smirked, then turned her attention to Daisy, who struggled to offer an explanation,
uncertain of where to begin.
Frustrated by the situation, Daisy remained silent for the rest of the evening. Following the meal, Ayan
prepared a singing session, a customary entertainment for guests at Hance City.
Located on the tenth floor of the hotel, the venue required a brief elevator ride.
Due to the crowd, the elevator was a bit congested, a fact not lost on Daisy. Taking the initiative, she
suggested, "Ayan, let's ride the elevator together. I have some project-related matters to discuss with
you privately."
Camille, unfazed by the proposal, offered Daisy a smile before Daisy disregarded her input. She
believed that, given the nature of the discussion, Ayan's professional responsibilities would take
precedence over any personal dynamics with Camille.
However, Daisy was mistaken once again.
Ayan calmly stated, "Miss Daisy, it's after working hours. Let's save the work talk for another time."
"Is there a specific time for discussing projects? I thought you were different when it came to work."
"Nothing is different. I'm just an ordinary person."
Tension escalated, with Camille surprisingly calm, gently urging Ayan, "Since she insists, you should
join her and discuss your project."
Camille's words left Daisy perplexed, unable to comprehend their underlying meaning.
Camille's demeanor shifted, her response brief, "You're mistaken."
Daisy was momentarily taken aback, only to hear Ayan's firm directive, "If Miss Daisy wishes to discuss
collaboration, please proceed."
With a faint sense of triumph, Daisy stepped into the elevator as the doors closed with a ding. Despite
her satisfaction, her face remained cold, contrasting with Sienna's amused commentary on the
unfolding drama.
Sienna couldn't help but remark, "What's wrong with Miss Daisy? Why is she pursuing him despite
knowing he's married?"