Female Novel
Chapter 695 - False Head
Chapter 695 - False Head
Everyone in the room except Jenson knew that Preston favored Camille, so it was assumed that
Camille would be the architect's representative this time.
Even Louise thinks so. She is resentful but has to hold back, and she wants to use this pleasing way to
let Preston know that she is sincere.
Just when everyone felt this way, Preston's voice slowly rang out and he said, "I think Louise is good,
the company she belongs to is also a very famous company in Hance City's construction industry, I
think with her ability she will be able to be the architect representative this time."
After Preston's words, everyone except Camille and Jenson froze.
Because they thought that Preston would definitely choose Camille, but they didn't expect to choose
Louise.
Even Louise herself was frozen for a while without reacting, and only when she noticed the envious
glances and congratulatory voices around her did she realize that it wasn't fake, it was real.
The smile on Louise's face immediately poured out, and her emotion was also very excited, she said, "I
am very grateful for Mr. Baxter's affirmation to me, if I am the architect representative I will definitely
lead all the architects here to complete the task explained by Mr. Baxter and Mr. Evans, I will not let Mr.
Baxter down. I will not let Mr. Baxter down, I will fully cooperate with all the arrangements of the
project."
Louise's response was already like telling the crowd that the architect's representative position was
hers, and the rest of her glance also showed a provocative look at Camille, but Camille did not react
and did not seem to care about this decision, so she was a little annoyed.
Why is it that every time there is no emotional stimulation for Camille?
She couldn't believe that Camille really didn't care at all?
She thought Camille must be pretending to be calm and pretending not to care, but in fact, her heart
must be very difficult, right?
Louise grunted softly, her heart's dislike for Camille deepening.
After Louise's words, Preston did not say anything else, and everyone's eyes went to Jenson, who
remained silent and did not respond.
Jenson smiled lightly, he echoed Preston's words back: "Mr. Baxter think good people must be good,
since Mr. Baxter has given advice, then everything will be arranged according to Mr. Baxter's advice,
everyone has any other ideas?"
The last sentence is just a symbolic question, except for Jenson that is, Camille's response may not be
the same, but Camille simply will not make a sound, so everyone else's thoughts are the same, for this
decision simply can not exist to disagree.
Louise happily took the position of architect representative, which is equivalent to being the captain of
all architects, and she shook hands with several architects in a very friendly manner to state, "I hope
you can cooperate well in the next cooperation, and I will definitely not let down your support."
When it was finally Camille's turn, Louise offered her hand, her red lips smiling: "Camille, you look a
little upset, are you okay? Are you all right?"
Camille reached out and shook her hand gently before being the first to let go, her gaze faintly meeting
Louise's as she said, "I'm fine, thanks for your concern Louise."
"Camille, I am now the architect's representative appointed by Mr. Baxter and Mr. Evans, Camille
should call me "Representative Holland", of course, I am not putting on a show, I just want to do a
better job for the next, Camille will not mind Camille won't mind, right?"
Louise has said everything that needs to be said, completely put Camille in a corner, if Camille does
not comply with her words to answer, is Camille petty very mindful, and even give people a feeling that
Camille is not jealous of her, but if Camille obeyed her words, then the next is probably always she will
be pointed to this representative identity over The past.
Everyone's eyes fell on Camille and Louise, each with different thoughts in mind, but what is certain is
that most were watching the show.
But the whole process, Camille is not the slightest bit of panic, nor is there any escape or
embarrassment.
She always exuded a sense of detachment, and the expression on her face was still cold and
indifferent, and it was only after nearly half a minute that she spoke in a low voice: "I thought
Representative was just a title, and that a good architect like Representative Holland, who is excellent
and does not care about such a false head, would not mind this. I'm sorry, I thought it was simplistic,
and I hope Representative Holland won't get on my case, huh?"
She finished, then raised her eyes slightly, the bottom of the eyes to reveal the cold indifferent light, just
a moment to look askance at Louise, although her tone of voice softly so that people do not detect the
slightest emotion as well as any shock, but the unspoken but can not be ignored eyes but a kind of
inexplicable chill.
Louise could see clearly, and so could everyone else.
During this conversation between the two, Preston's gaze also remained on Camille, he just stared at
her like no one else, no one knows why he suddenly chose Louise?
Even Sean doesn't know.
Watching Camille easily block Louise speechless, his face indifference gradually covered a layer of
frost, but did not last long before slowly dissipated.
Camille and Louise's conversation also stopped here, because Jenson said at this moment: "The two
architects must be very good architects, otherwise it would not be possible to enter this project, no
matter who is the representative I hope that we cooperate with this project, after all, everything is for
the sake of this project, I also hope that we can get along peacefully and cooperate well. Good
cooperation."
The crowd applauded, and that was the end of today's meeting.
After leaving the museum, Louise blocked Camille to Camille's car in the parking lot. Louise was stern:
"Camille, don't think I don't know what you're thinking just because you don't say anything, but I'm
telling you, since Mr. Baxter arranged for me to be this architect's representative, it's none of your
business. Next you will listen to me well."
Camille for Louise's demeanor no ripples, just a little indifferent expression on her face, she swept anovelbin
glance at Louise, not slow: "Need me to find you a plaque to write the word architect representative
hanging on the chest? This way you don't need to say that everyone can know your identity at a
glance, isn't it better?"
"You ..."
"Just one architect's rep keeps you from flying with both feet on the ground? I think instead of
preaching warnings to me, I'd rather think about how to do it for the long haul." Camille interrupted her
directly, not giving her a chance to speak, and after she finished, she pulled the door open and got in
the car and closed it.
The whole action was done in one go, directly blocking out Louise's noisy voice.
Louise reacted when Camille drove out of the parking lot, and she stomped her foot in anger, but even
so, there was nothing she could do about it.
Not long after Camille left, Preston also came out of the museum and got into the car.
Sean drove the car, looking at Preston's ugly face, he asked with some confusion: "Mr. Walker, why did
you choose Louise as the architect's representative? What about Miss Armstrong? Miss Armstrong is
obviously better and more suitable for this position than Louise!"
"You think I won't be unaware of this?" Preston looked cold, he said indifferently, "Louise's hostility
towards her is too obvious, if this seat is given to her at this time, it will only deepen the dissatisfaction
and resentment in Louise's heart, instead of this it is better to give all the wind to Louise and let her
know to get out of this project completely."
In addition to this, Preston had a thought in his mind that he wanted to wait for Camille to reach out to
him to relieve him, even if it was to give him a look, but she never did, and even herself just covered
this matter over.
The indifference on Preston's face deepened when he thought of her cool demeanor.
Preston went back to his place, and instead of letting Sean drop him off, he walked alone to the
elevator, and when he got in and the doors were just about to close, a woman's voice came softly, "Just
a minute!"
Tender white hands like snow blocked the elevator doors from closing, a white face followed in front of
Preston's eyes, his eyes snapped shut and a gentle voice followed, "Cami?"