My Ex-husband Begs Me Back

Chapter 1357: Shirk

Chapter 1357: Shirk

Camille didn't have the mind to keep guessing what Yessica was thinking, especially after Ayan's words in the morning. She needed to start preparing the project design proposal now, even though she had already started working on it before.

She mentioned this matter to Sienna, who was excited: "Doesn't this mean we're going to make a lot of money? Are you going to give me an expensive gift this year so | can have a prosperous year?"

“Am | not making you prosperous if | don't give you an expensive gift?” "It's not the same. | hope you can support me; using your money is much more comfortable than using a man's money." "Thank you."

"You're welcome." Sienna smiled, her mood exceptionally good. She said to Camille, "Honestly, | feel a bit surreal, but | have to admit, having Mr. Simpson around is really beneficial. Isn't that right?"

Camille just smiled lightly and said, "You're overthinking it. He's just giving us a heads-up, but the final outcome depends on their decision."

Camille wasn't too hopeful at the moment because sometimes, the bigger the hope, the greater the disappointment. She decided to focus on her own work and let things unfold naturally.

Sienna nodded along, saying, "I'm really looking forward to this collaboration.”

"You better focus on preparing for your finals. If you can get in the top three, I'll give you a big gift." Camille started to encourage Sienna, hoping she would find motivation. She knew how much Sienna was looking forward to achieving that ranking, making it the perfect answer to all her efforts over the years.

Sienna's eyes lit up at the offer, expressing her happiness. She immediately promised Camille, "Alright, you better prepare that gift quickly, | know | can do it."

"Great, | like your confidence." Camille glanced at Sienna and asked, "By the way, has Crystal contacted you in these past few days?"

Sienna shook her head, "No, after the competition, she asked me out for a meal, but since then, there hasn't been any contact. She probably went back to Flento City since there's still over a month until the finals!"

Camille felt a sense of bewilderment in her heart as she narrowed her eyes. Despite feeling perplexed, she chose not to say anything further.Content provided by NôvelDrama.Org.

Afterward, Camille discussed some design ideas with Sienna. Since Ayan hadn't provided much information yet, indicating that the project details were still being finalized, Camille couldn't gather more details.

However, Camille had some ideas in mind. She planned to solidify a preliminary plan first and make adjustments as needed.

Time flew by as the two discussed, and soon, it was time for lunch. Camille had arranged to meet the old Simpson, so Sienna accompanied her.

Since they were having lunch, Camille stopped by Darkmoor to get two dishes. The hospital staff also prepared two dishes, which was enough for everyone.

Accompanied by Sienna, Camille felt less cautious in the hospital than when she was with Ayan.

Taking the elevator to the old Simpson's ward, they could already hear his voice as they reached the door, "Cami, why haven't you arrived yet? Go check if she's here? I've been waiting for over an hour, and it's almost lunchtime. Why is it taking so long?"

Sienna and Camille heard the remarks as the butler opened the door, ready to speak. However, Camille immediately gestured for him to remain silent.

Understanding the situation, the old Simpson nodded in acknowledgement. Sienna whispered, "Grandpa really loves you, doesn't he?" Camille smiled, knowing it to be true.

As they entered the room, the old Simpson's face lit up upon seeing them, especially with Sienna's presence. Despite rarely visiting the old mansion, Sienna always had a good rapport with the old Simpson. Her lively personality and straightforward remarks delighted him.

Seeing Sienna and Camille, the old Simpson greeted them, "Come in, you two. Was there traffic on the way? Why did it take so long?"

Camille called him grandpa and said, "Brought your favorite food from Darkmoor." The old Simpson's eyes sparkled with joy, "Oh, | know you always think of me." Sienna chimed in, "Grandpa, don't forget my role in this errand as well. | am Camille's partner in crime and deserve credit too!"

"Yes, both of you are the best."

After sitting down, the old Simpson, fearing they would leave after the meal, said, "Have your lunch and then play a few rounds with me."

Sienna agreed, "Grandpa, I'll accompany you!"

"Great, let's play together." Eager to start the game soon, the old Simpson quickly finished his meal, drank his soup, and put down his utensils.

Aware of his urgency, Camille and Sienna ate quickly.

Following the meal, Sienna played chess with the old Simpson while Camille watched ee cTheicitially sein atrpasphiere Ure ense as the game progressed, with Sienna teaming up with Camille against the old Simpson, who couldn't match their combined efforts. Please read the original content at NovelDrama.Org.

As the game winded down, the old Simpson's face turned serious. Frowning, he sai Yoo tivo Sr danigiaig bn me. We agreed it would be Sienna and me playing, Camille, why are you interfering? Is this fair play?" Please read the original content at NovelDrama.Org.

With a childlike demeanor, the old Simpson glared at Camille, resembling a sulking child, which almost made her laugh.

Camille replied softly, "Grandpa, Sienna isn't your match, and eitiren am |. So hayesahwolR together, INGA he game would end too quickly, and that wouldn't be fun, right?" Please read the original content at NovelDrama.Org.

Though persuaded, the old Simpson still protested half-heartedly. Nevertheless, he was genuinely pleased. After the game, the three enjoyed tea and conversation. Time flew by, and soon, it was time to head back to work.

As Camille checked the time, the old Simpson spoke up, "Cami, why didn't Ayan come with you today?”