Female Novel
Chapter 837: Gratitude
Chapter 837: Gratitude
"I woke up earlier than you and went to wake up Ayan," Camille responded without hesitation.
Sienna, of course, didn't believe her. "You keep making things up. Let's see if you can come up with
something believable."
Sienna let out a light snort and looked at Camille with an indifferent gaze. Camille could only tell the
truth in the end and shook her head. "I didn't want you to feel guilty, but since you insisted on knowing
the truth, should you be condemning yourself now?"
Sienna cleared her throat and took the initiative to link arms with Camille, smiling faintly. "Do we still
need to discuss this? Of course, I know it's because of me. I was just testing if you'd tell the truth or not.
Anyway, let's move on from this. Where do you want to go today?"
Sienna smoothly changed the subject, and Camille saw through her little scheme. But she didn't
expose her and simply went along with it, responding to Sienna's words.
The three of them had breakfast at the hotel restaurant and planned to explore and have fun around
Flento City today. It was the city where Camille had lived for many years, and even though her
grandmother was no longer there, the memories she left behind in Flento City were irreplaceable.
After breakfast, they set off. Camille wanted to visit her old house, the one that the Armstrong family
had planned to sell but was fortunate enough to keep because of Ayan.
As they walked, Camille kept sharing stories and reminiscing about the past with Ayan. The memories
flooded her mind, bringing a hint of redness to her eyes and an indescribable heaviness in her
emotions.
Ayan and Sienna noticed the change in her mood. Ayan held her hand tightly and spoke in a slightly
hoarse voice, "Your grandmother must have seen you return. If she sees you feeling sad, she'll be
heartbroken too. So, let's try to be happy, okay?"
Camille nodded and said, "I am happy. I just feel regretful towards my grandmother because we still
haven't found out who... you know..."
Mentioning this, Ayan fell silent. This matter had caused misunderstandings between them, and despite
his repeated assurances, there was no tangible evidence to dispel Camille's doubts. He didn't have the
confidence to probe into what Camille truly thought.
His silence made the atmosphere even more somber.
Sensing the underlying tension between the two, Sienna immediately spoke up. "Alright, the truth is
never late to arrive, and there are no secrets that can remain hidden forever. Your grandmother's spirit
will guide you, but for now, you two are in my territory, and I need to ensure that you have a pleasant
time. So, let's move on to the next destination!"
Sienna's effort to lighten the mood gradually brought things back to normal. They drove together to a
nearby rose garden.
The rose garden featured over a hundred varieties of roses and had become a popular spot in Flento
City for taking photos and posting on social media.
There were many people visiting, not just to see the roses but also to enjoy various entertainment
activities. The three of them tried almost every attraction, and by the time they finished, it was already
afternoon. Both girls were exhausted and could barely walk, and even the physically fit Ayan was a bit
tired.
Since they had only grabbed a casual lunch at the garden, they planned to have a proper dinner in the
evening.
Sienna took the lead in hosting tonight's dinner. She had made a reservation at a high-end restaurant
famous for its cuisine in Flento City.
Thanks to her connections with the King Group, she managed to secure a private room without
needing to wait in line like ordinary people.
Upon arriving at the restaurant, the manager personally escorted them to the private room. After the
dishes were served, he reminded Sienna, "Miss King, please enjoy your meal. Let me know if you need
anything."
"Okay," Sienna nodded. After the manager left the room, Camille rested her cheek on her hand and
looked at Sienna, saying, "When did you become so powerful? Now you have dedicated staff serving
you during a meal. Sienna, it's been a while, and I'm impressed!"
"You can praise me, but don't go overboard in front of Mr. Simpson. Compared to him, I still have a long
way to go!" Sienna immediately shifted the attention to Ayan.
Ayan, no longer his usual indifferent self, smiled faintly, and a touch of warmth graced his cheeks. His
tone was gentle as he said, "Sienna's status in Flento City is rising every day. We'll have to rely on
Sienna to take care of us when we visit Flento in the future!"
Camille chimed in, "Absolutely! Sienna, you must take good care of us. Here's a toast to Sienna."
Sienna felt extremely shy by their banter, but she still raised her glass and clinked it with theirs.
Sienna said, "Camille, I must have misjudged you. You haven't remarried Mr. Simpson yet, but you've
been helping him all this time. Tsk tsk, it seems like you don't care about your best friend, me. I think
you two should remarry immediately and seal the deal!"
Sienna's words left Camille speechless with embarrassment. However, Ayan, who was sitting beside
her, wore a faint smile and seemed pleased with Sienna's words. He stood up from his chair, leaning
forward slightly, and held his glass in a toast gesture.
He said, "Thank you for your kind words, Sienna. If we do remarry, we'll invite you for celebration. You'll
be the matchmaker for our reunion, and I'll express my gratitude with a generous gift!"
Sienna was rendered speechless by Ayan. She could only look stiffly at Camille, seeking help with her
eyes. However, Camille deliberately avoided her gaze as if she hadn't noticed.
It was Ayan who seemed to enjoy the meal the most. After all, he received the blessing he had longed
for day and night.
After the meal, the three of them were in good spirits and planned to take a stroll and chat somewhere.
As they left the private room, Camille and Sienna walked ahead, while Ayan followed a few steps
behind, maintaining a safe distance that respected the bond between the two best friends.
Taking advantage of the moment, Sienna secretly told Camille, "I think I'll go back to my own apartment
tonight and not disturb you two. Now that Mr. Simpson still has some gratitude towards me, I should
know when to stop. If I make him dislike me, it would be more harm than good."
"It's just that you don't want to stay with me and finding all these excuses," Camille bluntly pointed out.novelbin
Sienna hurriedly explained, "I really didn't mean it that way. I just..."
"Sienna." Before Sienna could finish her sentence, a man's voice sounded slowly from the front. The
man approached them, his steps gradually drawing closer, and his deep gaze fixed on Sienna until he
stood by her side. Then, he looked at Camille beside her and Ayan behind her, raised his head slightly
in greeting, and with a soft smile, asked, "Sienna, why didn't you tell me that Mr. Simpson and Camille
were coming to Flento City? I would have gladly welcomed them and made suitable arrangements."
The smile on Sienna's face froze, and she remained unresponsive for a while. It was Camille, who was
still holding her arm, that gently murmured to remind her, and she snapped out of her daze.
She said, "They are my friends, and I can make the arrangements myself."
Sienna's refusal carried a sense of distance and indifference, but Mario didn't mind at all. He simply
smiled faintly, lowered his gaze, and stared at Sienna as he asked, "You are one of the Kings, and
naturally, your friends are also friends of the King family, right?"