Female Novel
Chapter 633 - Hiding The Beauty
Chapter 633 - Hiding the Beauty
Camille flicked her head back to meet his gaze and said in a faint voice, "Say what?"
Ayan looked at her and saw the look of displeasure on her face, and his voice trailed off, "Nothing you
want to say about tonight?"
Camille pursed her lips slightly, the expression on her face did not reveal much of her mind, her tone
was light: "What do you want to say?"
"Do you think he'll be Preston?"
He gazed at her.
Her reaction was clearly mirrored on her face and her words were said with little warmth or emotion, "I
don't know."
"Just don't know?"
Camille is not talking.
Because she's a bit of a mess right now.
She wonders if Benjamin is Preston or not?
But there must be some kind of connection between these two, but if it's true that Benjamin is Preston,
why would he be like this?
Is it just to avoid the police?
If this is the case then there is no need to appear.
Camille was silent, the tight frown between her eyebrows becoming more pronounced as she asked
the question on her mind, "You think he's Preston, right?"
Ayan did not immediately respond, holding her hand palm also did not let go, face reveals a few light
smile, under the eyes of the gods unknown overflowing with indifference, he said lightly: "not feel."
Camille re-met his gaze, "So you knew from the beginning?"
"You really think I'm a god? I'm not that spiritual, and I only made my judgment after seeing him
tonight."
Before this, he was not completely sure, but only vaguely guessed in his mind.
But also did not expect Preston will show up in such a capacity, he thought he would appear in the
identity of Preston, he would admire two points, at least have the courage, but now, he would not even
put him in the eyes, after all, even a man who does not dare to reveal his true identity, and what is it?
Ayan hummed softly, playing gently with Camille's fingers, his voice low and faint, "If he really is
Preston, is there anything you want to say?"
"I don't know, I'm in a bit of a mess, can you let me think about it?"
Camille has not yet recovered from everything that happened tonight, so her whole body is in a daze.
After she said that, Ayan didn't push her and naturally didn't pursue it any further, but just nodded his
head: "Okay, tell me when you think about it, huh?"
Camille nods gently, the emotion ever present on her face.
Kian also drove the car to Maple Leaves Mansion, Camille pushed open the car door and got down,
Ayan also followed.
He walked over to Camille from the other side and took her hand, "I'll walk you in."
Camille frowned slightly and said lightly: "No, it's just a few steps, I can go up by myself, it's late, you
should go back to rest early too!"
Her meaning was obvious, Ayan just smiled helplessly: "Okay, I'll go back to rest too, go in, I'll watch
you go in before you go."
Camille didn't refuse again and walked in under Ayan's watchful eye.
She took the elevator back to the house, and then Ayan's message followed.
"Getting home?"
"Well, it just arrived."
"Okay, get some rest early, I'm off."
"Well, be safe!"
After a brief reply, she put the phone down and went to sit on the couch. She still had the number in her
phone, but she hesitated and did not dial it.
After Ayan saw Camille off from Maple Leaves Mansion, Kian glanced in the rearview mirror and
warned, "Mr. Simpson, there's a car that's been following us since we left the hotel."
"Ignore it and keep driving."
"Okay, is it back to the office or back to the Simpson's mansion?"
Ayan swept a glance at the night outside the window before saying faintly, "Take a detour and stop at a
nearby congee store."
Kian didn't know what Ayan was going to do, but did as he was told.
There happens to be a relatively famous congee store nearby, usually for late night snacks, and it's
been a long time coming in Hance City.
Kian stopped the car and looked back at Ayan: "Mr. Simpson, want to buy porridge?"
"Well, you go down and pack one of her favorites." Ayan faintly quoted the name, then Kian got out and
went to buy it.
The wait took about half an hour, during which time Ayan sent Camille a message, "Stay awake after
your shower, I'll bring you something."
Camille returned a few minutes later, "Send it tomorrow?"
"Now."
Camille was a little confused, "What's that?"
"We'll find out later, it's not too late, and you're sleepy?"
He asked faintly.
Before Camille had a chance to reply, his call came straight away.
Camille pressed answer and turned on the speakerphone, she put on her mask and asked faintly,
"Aren't you going back to rest?"
Ayan did not answer, but simply said, "You are not convenient?"
"What?"
"Then why am I not allowed to go over there?"
"Not forbidden, it's just that it's late and you didn't just leave not long ago?"
What can't we talk about tomorrow?
Camille felt quite helpless.
But Ayan did not slow down and said, "Didn't you have enough to eat at night? I've packed some
porridge for you, why don't you have some with me?"
He said so that people can not find an excuse to refuse, so Camille a time are some do not know what
to say?
He asked, "Is it a golden house? So you don't want me to go up and see it?"
"Don't you talk nonsense."
"If not, then let me up, huh?"
His voice was low, as if he'd eaten her up.
Camille pursed her lips slightly and said in a light voice: "You can come up here, but you have to leave
when you're done eating."
"Heh." He laughed out, "That's how much you dislike me?"
"Will you stop kidnapping me like this every time?" Camille wrinkled her brow, a slightly strained
expression on her face.
He said, "So I can still kidnap you? I thought I didn't carry half the weight in your heart!"
"..."
Camille did not speak, sullen face without the slightest extra expression.
Ayan knew that if he said more he was probably going to get angry, so he hurriedly said, "Okay, I'm not
going to tease you, I'll leave after I finish eating with you, huh?"
Camille didn't answer and simply cut the phone off.
Ayan hooked his lips and smiled lightly, not the slightest displeasure, the heart has a few helpless,
recently the temper is getting bigger and bigger, but what can be done?
Their own favorite people, only spoiled chanting.
Kian packed the porridge and returned to the car, then turned around and took Ayan back to Maple
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Ayan said, "You drive away and come back to pick me up in an hour or so."
"Good." Kian nodded.
Ayan got out of the car and walked into the floor where Camille lived, while Kian drove away from
Maple Leaves Mansion in his car.
The black car that had been following him did not continue to follow, but pulled over to look back at the
man in the back seat and asked, "Do you want to continue to follow?"
"No need, go back!"
The man returned indifferently.
The driver nodded his head, which drove away from Maple Leaves Mansion.
The driver asked, "I think Ayan is living with Miss Armstrong, right?" Mr. Norman said the couple's
relationship was fine, so I guess he wasn't lying, right?"
The man did not speak, only the look in his eyes was cold.
They drove back to Austin's place in Hance City, where he had moved yesterday.
When he entered the door, he saw Austin sitting on the couch in the living room waiting, and when he
saw him enter the room, he said in a soft voice, "Did the dinner go well tonight?"
The man looked at Austin lightly: "Mr. Norman, from now on you should not come over without my
permission, after all, the person who lives here now is me, you come back inconvenient."
Austin: "I'm leaving later, I'm going back to Campole in a couple of days."
"Cora's not going to take it away?"
"Ayan is heavily guarded, I don't even know where people are? How can I take them away?"
"I'll think of something for you after I finish handling the handover of the project in the next two days.
You stay in Hance City for a few days first and keep an eye on Ayan for me secretly."
Austin nodded, and the two said a few other things before Austin left.
He was also the only one left in the room, he picked up his cell phone and dialed a number out, the
other side answered quickly, his voice was gentle, but the expression on his face was extremely cold:
"Eileen, see you recently!"