My Ex-husband Begs Me Back
Chapter 232 Jealousy

It was Ayan calling. Camille glared at Sienna and said, "if it was Molly, itwould make sense. After all, she's always had a problem with me andthinks I'm chasing Preston.”

"There's something really wrong with the Walker family. Come on, pickup the phone!"

Sienna had no good feelings for both Preston or Molly.

Camille pressed her lips and answered.

The man's gentle voice came through the phone and he said, "GiveSienna a ride back with your company car.”

"Well?"

Camille scanned around and finally saw the familiar license plate notfar away.

She heard a man's voice saying, "Will you take my car?"

He asked softly, and Camille heard a touch of pleading.

A faint smile crossed her lips, and the thought of what he had said inthe lounge today touched her.

She said yes in a low voice.

When she hung up the call, Sienna gave her a weird look.

"You can't hide the sweetness coming out from your eyes."

“You go back with them and wait for me. Tell Preston to meet me in thecompany.”

"Well, this Ayan. He called me several times when he begged me tocome to Hance City. Now I'm useless to him after he got his wife back.”She's complaining in a friendly way.

Camille knew she was difficult to please, so she reminded her, saying,"Rex's in the car, too. Do you want to get in?"

"Bye-bye. We are leaving.”

Sienna quickly said goodbye, then opened the door and got in.Immediately telling Liam to drive. The whole process was very smoothwithout the slightest delay.

Camille watched as the car pulled away, then she walked back toAyan's car.

As she got into the car, she put on her seat belt, looked over at Ayan,and asked, "shouldn't you be having lunch with someone else?"

It's lunchtime.

Ayan took one look at her, then drove his car and said quietly, "how canI eat after all this?"

Camille understood him and knew what he meant.

She pressed her lips slightly and said nothing. It annoyed her to thinkthat Molly had something to do with it.

Ayan didn't know what she was thinking but assumed that her silencewas due to today's unexpected circumstances.

He said, "someone else stole the artwork but you didn't tell me. In thatcase, you should have come to me directly. The staff on the scene alsoknow you. As long as you asked, the competition could be temporarilypaused.”

Of course, Camille thought about it, but it wouldn't be fair to others. Ifshe did, would someone make a big deal out of it?

That was why she gave up the idea and had second thoughts.

Camille whispered, "it's ok now, right? It means I'm blessed.”

"You are so positive."

“I'm the one who feels bad if I choose not to get over with it. Do youwant to make me feel bad?"

She asked Ayan back, and he was speechless. Naturally, he did notwant that to happen.

Because he was driving, otherwise he really wanted to pinch her cheek.He had been especially fond of squeezing her face these days. Herface was very smooth and gentle. Because her appetite had improvedthese days and her face was a little chubby.

He had been driving for half a minute and stopped at the traffic light.When he stopped, he reached for her hand and said in a deep voice, "Iasked Kian to look this up. Irene, the designer, is a friend of Molly. I'll letKian send you some documents later. You can check if you need them.Camille already knew Irene was related to Molly, but she didn't expectAyan to replace out more. As for what he had asked Kian to send, it wasobviously very useful.

She must admit that Mr. Simpson was really good at it!

Camille whispered, "so you had someone check on Irene in the firstplace?"

"Of course. Shall I let her bully you?"

"Ayan, you're so sweet."

She smiled slightly.

Ayan snorted, "Only now I'm sweet?"

Camille, with a deeper smile on her face, didn't answer the question butsaid, "thank you."

Ayan didn’t respond because he didn't want to hear those words.

“You did really well today," Ayan said casually, “You passed thepreliminary, and it had nothing to do with me, it was all your own ability.I was not involved in the whole process with the judges, so well done.”Camille got silent.

His words seemed to read her heart. She had been worried aboutwhether her achievement today had something to do with Ayan. Afterall, she had been prepared for the worst, but now Ayan told her she didI on her own.

Camille lowered her eyes and said nothing for a few seconds.

Then she nodded her head. "Okay."

Ayan gave her a deep look. The light turned green. He took his handback to the steering wheel and started the car again.

He drove her back to work without accompanying her because hecouldn't get involved in what Camille had to deal with.

Camille took the elevator up alone. Preston already found out that thedesign had been temporarily stolen from Yessica and others, along withthe Livestream.

When Camille got back, she went straight to Preston and closed theoffice door behind her.

Preston looked at her and said before Camille could speak, “I'm sorry,Cami, I didn't know Molly was going to do this. I called her and askedher to come down here right away."

Before Camille could say anything, he was coming clean.

So, he knew Irene too.

Camille said casually, "Preston if this is hard for you, don't get involved.I'll confront Molly myself, huh?"

"No, don't worry, I won't coddle her this time, she is an adult, sheshould take responsibility for what she did. What's more, it's not a smalldeal. It's your hardworking. I know the priority."

Camille nodded. As Preston could think like that, she wouldn't saymore.

Molly arrived at work ten minutes later.

She walked straight into Preston's office and saw Camille was theretoo. She looked terrible.

She looked at Preston. "Brother, why is she here with you? Don't youhave something you want to talk about with me? Ask her to get outnow. I don't want to see her. "

"Molly, will you stop being so childish? " Preston's voice was cold andhe looked very serious.

Molly had felt a fear of him since the last time he had hit her. Becauseof the things that only the two of them knew in private, she now felt lessand less acquainted with Preston, and could hardly go against him."Brother..."

Preston asked, "Molly, did you steal Cami's designs for Irene to use?"Molly startled slightly and immediately responded. "Brother, that's whyyou sent me here to question me? Did she tell you that? Did she putyou up to it?"

Molly pointed to Camille. She looked unpleasant. "Camille, what do youmean? You're trying to turn me against my brother, aren't you? Do youhave any proof that I did it? If not, don't talk nonsense."

“Irene is your friend, isn't she? Her designs for the competition aremine, so who else could be apart from you?" Camille stared at her withno expression.

Molly laughed. "She's my friend, but what proof do you have that herdesign was yours? Aren't you just jealous of Irene?"

“I don't know her. Why should I be jealous?" Camille felt both helplessand amused.