Female Novel
Chapter 909: Why Bother
Chapter 909: Why Bother
Sienna nodded, instantly feeling motivated, but she didn't forget to give Rex a call.
Sienna was brimming with excitement, and as Camille drove, she cast a glance at her. "You seem
pretty excited?"
"It's nothing, really. Just average excitement, nothing too special," Sienna laughed, covering her face.
Camille didn't bother engaging with her drama.
Half an hour later...
In the bustling heart of Hance City's Sleepless Town, Camille and Sienna parked their car and got out,
hand in hand, walking through the gates. A handsome young man, dressed in a suit, approached them
with a smile. "Welcome, ladies. Would you prefer a quiet spot or a lively one?"
"We'll take a private room," Sienna replied in a hushed tone.
They were led to a private room, barely seated before several more young men entered.
Sienna was really sociable; these guys were all university students working part-time here and selling
wine.
Being kind, Sienna and Camille ordered quite a bit, though they couldn't possibly consume it all. They
decided to share their drinks with those guys.
As the conversation flowed naturally and without any disturbances, the door to their private room
suddenly swung open.
Conversation halted, and all eyes turned to the doorway.
Two men in suits walked in, their expressions dark and intense. Their deep gazes fixed on the two
women seated on the couch, surrounded by the young men.
The manager of Sleepless Town followed, gesturing as he shooed the young men away. Then, with a
forced smile, he turned to the two newcomers. "Mr. Simpson, Mr. Baxter, we weren't aware your wives
were coming, so..."
"Leave," Rex said coolly.
The manager nodded frantically and wiped his brow before quickly leaving the room.
He even made sure to close the door properly. If anyone found out about this, it could become
tomorrow's headline: "Wives of Simpson Group and Ward Group CEOs Sneak Out for Drinks and Chat
with Young Men?"
His job might not last long if this got out.
He went on to instruct the young men not to talk about this and even handed them some hush money.
As university students, they wouldn't dare to blab.
The atmosphere in the private room shifted from lively to almost silent, the sound of a pin dropping
audible.
The two men sat down on the couch, one on either side, keeping a considerable distance from the
women in the middle.
Camille exchanged a glance with Sienna, eyes flickering as if saying, "What do we do now?"
Camille remained remarkably composed, showing no significant reaction. They hadn't done anything
wrong, just came here for a chat and drinks. Aren't they often doing the same?
However, compared to Camille's composure, Sienna seemed much more flustered. Sienna was a
classic example of being both inexperienced but playful. She gave a faint smile and glanced at Rex,
saying softly, "Why did you guys come?"
Rex let out a light snort and replied indifferently, "You two keep drinking, don't be polite. Feeling too
quiet to drink? Should I go call these men back for you?"
Given the tone, who would believe he wasn't annoyed?
Sienna fell silent instantly, holding her glass and obediently moving closer to Camille. She murmured to
Camille, "He's so fierce!"
Camille didn't react much, giving her a subtle glance. Her eyes seemed to convey a message:
promising wholeheartedly to join in the fun, getting caught and then being scared out of her wits.
Sienna pressed her lips together, wanting to explain, but the direct gaze from Rex left her unable to
catch a breath. She could only offer a faint smile towards Rex and softly suggest, "It's a bit stuffy here.
How about we go somewhere else to talk?"
Rex snorted again, his tone still unenthusiastic. "Stuffy? Is it because you're feeling stuffy, or is it
because there's no one here to entertain you?"
"I didn't mean that. I just thought you might be uncomfortable here."
"Perhaps it's us who make you feel uncomfortable."
"How could that be?" Sienna shifted her body, inching closer to Rex bit by bit. She used gentle andnovelbin
coaxing words, trying to pacify him. But Rex remained displeased, repeatedly admonishing her in stern
tones not to set foot in such places again.
Sienna raised her hand, making promises, and only then did the situation seem temporarily smoothed
over. Whether it would be brought up again and again once they got home, only the bed would know.
In contrast to Sienna and Rex's interactions, the atmosphere between Camille and Ayan was much
quieter.
Ayan glanced at his watch and then at Camille. Seeing that she wasn't indicating any intention of
drinking, he asked in a soft voice, "Do you want to keep playing or head home?"
His voice was gentle, nothing like a husband catching his wife sneaking around behind his back.
Instead, he sounded like a husband who was indulging his wife's playfulness and was worried she
might get tired from driving home alone, so he came to pick her up.
Camille's lips tightened, and she replied calmly, "Let's go home."
She stood up before he did, and he followed suit, naturally taking her hand. Then he glanced at Rex
and said, "We're heading back."
With that, the two of them left the room.
Sienna and Rex were left momentarily stunned. Sienna gazed at Rex in disbelief. "Isn't Ayan angry at
all?"
"How could he be? He didn't say a word the entire way here, his face as dark as coal. He's probably
going to be angry once they're home."
"Should we follow them and see?"
"You're delusional." Rex snorted and grabbed Sienna's wrist, leading her out.
Camille and Ayan were already sitting in the car, and Kian was driving. The atmosphere inside was
quiet, so quiet that they could hear each other's breathing.
Yes, it wasn't an exaggeration at all.
The silence continued until they hit a red light and had to stop. Ayan's voice broke the silence, and he
asked, "Why did you suddenly go to Sleepless Town tonight?"
Kian, at the wheel, kept quiet, not wanting to get involved in the marital spat.
Camille's gaze remained fixed outside the window, her expression unchanged. She spoke in a soft,
calm tone, "I was just bored, so I went there."
Ayan's eyebrows furrowed deeply upon hearing her reply. His voice grew lower as he said, "Is it
because you were upset with me at home that you decided to make me angry by going to such a
place?"
"You're overthinking it." Camille didn't mention it was Sienna's idea, as she had agreed to it, then she
would take responsibility as well. After all, they hadn't done anything out of the ordinary – just had a
drink, chatted, and that was it.
After Camille spoke, silence returned to the car.
Upon returning to Maple Leaves Mansion, they got out of the car one by one and took the elevator
back to their apartment.
Camille input the password and opened the door. She had barely stepped inside the entrance, still
changing her shoes, when a force pressed her against the wall. The man's dark eyes were deep and
enigmatic, his voice rough as he asked, "What exactly are you dissatisfied with? Or do you need to
make me angry to feel happy?"
Unbeknownst to Camille, she had been discreetly followed by someone from Maple Leaves Mansion.
When she and Sienna drove to Sleepless Town, he was about to explode with anger.
Though he knew nothing would happen, Sleepless Town was the most extravagant and debauched
place in all of Hance City. Some things were best left in the shadows. Even for men like him and Rex,
they would only go there for specific contracts that required the assistance of alcohol and women to
fulfill.
Compared to his escalating emotions, Camille remained composed.
She met his eyes, her voice calm as she replied, "I just went for a drink. Why bother getting angry?"