Female Novel
Chapter 416: Act
Chapter 416: Act
Ayan said the philanthropist was internationally known and respected by countless companies and the
general public.
Speaking of the name of this philanthropist, Camille also heard about it.
Ayan said, "His condition is that the corporate leaders must also be a happy couple in order to run the
campaign with them, so I'd like you to accompany me to meet them."
"You mean it's not enough for us to maintain a superficially loving persona, you are now expecting me
to play the loving couple in real life and act out in front of others?"
Camille laughed with a soft chuckle.
Her laughter was extremely sarcastic and mocking, as if she was saying to Ayan, "don't be funny,
okay?"
Ayan frowned slightly, he said in a shallow voice: "I didn't ask you to act, we are married, this is the
normal interaction between a husband and a wife, I just hope that you can agree to accompany me to
attend, as for the rest, let it be, okay?"
"No, I don't want to." Camille refused outright without even thinking about it.
She looked indifferently at Ayan, the corners of her mouth flooded with an indifferent faint smile: "We
have already signed an agreement, although we have not yet gone through the formalities, but in my
mind, it is already considered separate, and besides, our agreement only states that we only need a
superficial persona, it doesn't say that I have to cooperate with you to meet and eat with this
philanthropist, so I am not willing to do that."
"So we're not even allowed to talk properly now?"
Ayan asked.
Camille: "Am I not talking to you properly now? Or is my attitude not good enough? If there is no way to
satisfy you, then I really don't know what to do?"
He frowned, with a handsome face full of expressionless, he said: "You think you are talking to me
properly now? Camille, you can say it if you have anything against me. We are not divorced yet, we are
still husband and wife, so I don't want you to divide us so clearly."
He thought she was dividing them so clearly?
Camille showed a somewhat helpless smile: "Referring to 'talk to you properly', do you mean that I
have to cooperate with you to attend the dinner together and maintain the persona of loving couple?
But don't you think I'm pregnant now, which means that no one will suspect that our marriage is broken
without having to prove it ourselves?"
If he wanted, he could just find an excuse, after all, she was pregnant, isn't it good to find a reason?
While Ayan still hadn't responded, she added, "I don't want to go through the extra trouble of putting on
this charade, I'm in my late-pregnancy now, and with the finals of the competition, I really have limited
energy to deal with all that, so think of something else!"
If it is said that it's just a simple refusal just now, then the words at this moment had fully expressed her
inner rejection and resistance to the matter.
She didn't want to do it, and she was not willing to do it either.
But Ayan said, "Camille, we just agreed to divorce, we are not officially divorced, therefore, you are not
only the young lady of the Simpson family, but also my wife, so there are some things you can't refuse."
Camille didn't speak anymore, she was not moved inwardly.
She was curious, though, why was he so insistent that she attend a dinner with the philanthropist and
the collaborating Cora couple?
She didn't bother to ask him about his relationship with Cora, and of course, he didn't bring it up
voluntarily, so his insistence on this matter made her rise with an indescribable feeling inwardly.
The atmosphere was quiet for a long time, and Ayan did not keep pressing her, but only said in a
shallow voice: "You can think about it and give me a response tomorrow afternoon."
Back at the Simpson's mansion, the car had just stopped, and before Camille could get out, Ayan
picked up the message from the center console and handed it to her, which she had received this
afternoon.
He said, "Preston showed up in Flento City, but he was so thoughtful that the man who arranged to
follow him lost him."
Camille took apart the photo directly and looked at it, and it was indeed the figure of Preston, and the
photo also showed the date and time.
Her expression was bland and she didn't say anything after reading it.
Ayan asked, "Is there anything you'd like to say on the Preston side?"
Camille raised her eyes to his and wrinkled her brow lightly, "What are you referring to?"
"Do you know if he has any other place to land in Flento City besides the Walker family?"
He looked at Camille, his tone was not the slightest bit questioning, just a very normal and natural
inquiry, as if he was talking about a simple matter.
Camille did not reply immediately, moved his gaze to look ahead and gradually fell into a deep
meditation.
She thought about it carefully and finally just shook her head: "Although he and I have known each
other for many years, we don't meddle in each other's private lives and circles. "
Preston has rarely lived at the Walker family house since college. He has his own apartment, which
Ayan has probably checked out as well.
So Preston went back to Flento City to live in what the other side of her is really no clue.
But Ayan did not force her to have to say one, just lightly said: "Well, it does not matter, since he has
shown up, then the follow-up will also appear again."
Camille just nodded and handed the photo back to Ayan.
She pursed her lips lightly, emotionally lapsing into silence before asking after a few seconds, "If he
shows up, or if you find him, do you plan to continue to sue to hold him accountable for the collapse or
do you have other plans?"
"It's impossible to be sure for now, we have to see the situation after we find him. "
Ayan's answer is not a perfunctory Camille, indeed to the situation at the time, especially Preston so
scheming mind calculating people, he can show up in front of the public must not have any reason and
evidence to take him, otherwise he is unlikely to show up.
Ayan slightly narrowed his eyes, his expression slightly cold and sullen.
The two returned together, although it was not too early, Talia and Fletcher had not yet rested.
Talia squealed with delight at the sight of Camille and Ayan together, "Oh, I'm in such a good mood
today."
Talia said she got up immediately and walked over quickly, staring at the two of them, "Why did you
come back together? Did you go out alone without telling us?"
Camille was slightly stunned and subconsciously tried to deny it, "No ...."
"What? We have to give you a special report on our date as a couple?" Ayan's low chuckling voice
directly drowned out Camille's voice.
Camille just slightly narrowed her lips, she didn't continue to say anything else, she didn't bother to
explain, just coincidentally met them, it would be so deliberate if she talked too much about it.
Talia took Ayan's words and said, "I know you're a couple, come on, it's late, go upstairs and get some
rest."
Talia turned to Camille again and said, "Cami, you're tired, aren't you? Come on upstairs and get some
rest."
Camille just smiled weakly, "Okay, then mom and dad, I'll go up first."
Fletcher and Talia both nodded their heads and said yes.
Ayan also wanted to lift his feet and follow, but was stopped by Talia.
"Ayan, wait, I want to ask about Kerri David from the Simpson Group's Marketing Department." Talia
was worried about Camille thinking too much and didn't forget to explain, "Cami, you can go upstairs
first, I'll talk to Ayan about something."
Camille said yes, and then went straight upstairs.
It was only when Camille's figure disappeared at the stairway that Talia's face immediately turned cold
and stern.
She said indifferently, "Come and sit down."novelbin
Ayan frowned slightly and looked at her with a puzzled expression.
Talia has always had a good temper, so she rarely puts on such a look and attitude.
He followed Talia over to sit down and asked in a low voice, "What is it?"
"Did she come back?"
Talia questioned coldly.