Female Novel
Chapter 242 Sprawl
The man on the phone affirmed. "Of course, he does. He's desperate to find out who's targeting him
and who’s doing this to the Simpson family. If he knew who was behind it, he wouldn't have any fear.
But now we are in the dark, of course he has to be prepared."
Eileen looked serious and said, "you know what to do. I only want the result that he will break up with
Camille and never sees her again. I don't want to see them in love with each other. The thought of him
falling in love with Camille drives me crazy!"
"Eileen, calm down."
"How do you expect me to calm down? I've waited so long with no visible result. If Camille doesn't
separate with him, then I'm going to have to go after her baby. I won't allow her to have his baby."
"That's enough, Eileen, we can talk about these things later. Now all we have to do is to let Ayan do
what we want him to do, and when we get what we want, you can do what you want!"
Eileen stopped speaking, and clearly disapproved of the man's words.
She was not allowed to hurt Camille, but she only cared about Ayan. The others didn't matter.
Sometimes she even thought that she could pretend none of this happened as long as Ayan would
marry her.
But would God help her?
...
Ayan came out of the hospital and got in the car. Then he called Camille back.
But there was no one answering.
It was ringing.
It's the same thing when Camille just called him.
There was still no one answering.
His handsome face was warm and expressionless and his deep eyes were cold and indifferent. Then
he called the driver of Camille. "Where is she?"
"Mrs. Armstrong is at work."
"Okay."
Ayan went straight to Camille’s Company.
After the car was parked downstairs, Ayan took out his phone and checked the search keyword. It had
taken down the story of him and Eileen at the horse ranch.
But Camille must have known.
He opened the door and got out of the car. Then he walked into the building where Camille's company
was located and took the elevator all the way up.
Camille did not receive Ayan's call, not because she did not want to answer, but because she did not
hear it ringing.
After she talked with Sienna, Preston called her to discuss the project. The Armstrong family had
approached them about the previous project. This time, Grace personally approached Preston to
discuss the project in the name of the company, due to Grace's relationship with Camille, Preston
doesn't say agree immediately but talked to Camille instead.
Preston explained, "Cami, if you don't think it's appropriate or convenient, then I'll say no."
Camille pressed her lips slightly and didn't say no outright. Instead, she asked, "is this a project you
think you can do? Of course, first of all, don't take me into consideration. Just think about whether this
project will make money for the company."
"I think so."
"Then send someone to follow up on the case. I'm already busy enough with the competition and the
project I'm working on. I'm not going to be involved in this cooperation for a while."
"OK." Preston nodded and asked uneasily, "Cami, you're not upset, are you?"
"Of course not. Business is business. As for my personal matters, I will take care of them."
The Armstrong family and Grace were two projects that gave her a headache at the moment.
The cooperation project of Armstrong Corp was not very big, but it was the only project that Armstrong
Corp could carry out at present, and it was also the only project that had not been affected after the
accident. In the beginning, because Camille did not give up, this project did not start, and the other side
did not get affected. So that's why it hadn't been stopped.
In this project, a partner of Armstrong Corp contracted a cluster of villas that had just been built.
Armstrong Corp was responsible for the design of the environment, etc. Their job was to turn the villas,
which were still rough, into fully renovated villas so that they could be sold for double the price.
While Camille's firm focused on architecture, it also included interior designs.
For now, it was Armstrong Corp's only option.
Preston immediately approached Grace, signing a contract that included a 3 percent share of
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When the deal was finalized, Preston told Camille, "I'm in charge of the deal. I'll make sure I won't
bother you, but I'll never know if you can show me the designs once they're ready."
Camille laughed.
"Good."
"I'll pay the tuition."
"That's a little expensive."
Camille said casually.
Preston looked at her and his eyes glistened deeply. "It doesn’t matter as long as you are happy," he
said.
Camille just looked up at him for a second, then didn't speak.
Looking into each other's eyes, Camille's lips were slightly pursed and her eyebrows were slightly
twisted. She and Preston were trying to keep their distance, but sometimes it didn’t work that way.
In particular, Preston looked too directly into her eyes which made Camille feel uncomfortable.
The next moment, he said softly, "Cami, did you have a fight with him?"
"Oh? No, what makes you think that?"
She looked away naturally.
Preston talked in a deep voice, staring at her, "if it wasn't a fight, why would he do intimate things like
that with other women? He's married to you so he should keep his distance. Even if he doesn't have
feelings for you, you're pregnant with his child. Isn't that too much?"
"Is it too much?"
Camille sneered and thought to herself. She didn't know if it was too much, but she knew that if
anything happened to Eileen, he would be there as soon as possible. He was only thinking of Eileen
that he wouldn't even answer her phone.
As she thought about it, she became upset.
She lowered her head and obliviously didn’t notice Preston’s worrying face. "Thanks for speaking up for
me, Preston," she said gently, "but I don't want others to misunderstand us. Let’s avoid talking about
these things again."
"Misunderstand? Cami, I'm not afraid of being misunderstood. I just can't see you being wronged."
His emotions seemed to be stirring.
Camille just smiled gently. "I'm not aggrieved, and I don't feel wronged."
"Really?"
"Really, I just don't want to talk about my personal matters, and some of these things are probably
exaggerated by the media."
She told him this, but did she really mean it?
In the middle of this conversation, a man's low and dull voice suddenly arose. "Camille!"
Camille and Preston both looked back at the same time. Ayan was standing outside the office door. He
had no intention of coming in but looked at her. "I'm here to pick you up from work and take you to see
grandma."
"Not yet. You can go back first. I've already visited Grandma."
Camille's response was a little cold.
Her words made the man concerned, and he was getting angry all of a sudden.
He stared at her, narrowed his eyes, and said coldly, "you're talking to me like that?"