My Ex-husband Begs Me Back
Chapter 255: Ingratiation

Was it because she was pregnant and afraid that she will be hurt?

If so, she couldn't agree even more.

After all, it was impossible for them to go out with Preston. She wouldn'tmake use of his sincerity to make herself retreat, which was against herbottom line. She didn't want to.

However, how could she know that Preston might have otherpurposes?

Preston failed to convince Camille. A trace of frustration crushed hiseyes, but he looked helpless and worried.

After leaving the office, his face was cold as marble and the look in hiseyes was indifferent.

Preston looked at Sienna who was discussing the design with Yessicaand others. Then he walked over and knocked on the glass door of theconference room. “Excuse me, Sienna, I'd like to talk with you.”Sienna looked indifferently. “What do we have to talk about?”

“About Cami. Shall you come to my office?”

He looked at Sienna and didn’t want to be refused by her, so hementioned Camille.

Sienna frowned subconsciously and was stunned for a second. Thenshe told Yessica, “You guys go on, let me know later.”

They went to the office and Preston closed the door. Sienna said withsome displeasure, “Don’t you want to talk about Cami? Why did youclose the door?”

“Sienna, I wonder if you have any prejudice against me. Asking myself,I never did anything that made you uncomfortable previously.”

"You're joking. I don't quite understand what you mean.”

Sienna replied calmly. Though she spoke with a slight smile, there wasno sign of smile in her face.

Preston said lightly, “Well, let's take it as you don't. I'm here to talk toyou about Cami. I'm worried that Cami is going to be sacrificed to takeon all the responsibilities for the accident, so I want you to convince herif she really gets into trouble, she could deny all of the things and let metake on the responsibilities.

Sienna understood.

He was trying to convict Camille.

But it was not Camille's fault. What was Camille's crime?

Sienna looked at him. “Why do you do that?”

There was probably a legal liability once the charge was settled,because a worker died due to the accident.

Did he love Camille so much that he wanted to keep Camille out oftrouble?

Sienna frowned slightly and looked at Preston with a puzzled look.Preston simply replied, “Well, nothing. I just don’t want her to suffer.”“Mr. Walker, don’t you know that Simpson Group got involved in? Ayanis her husband. Do you think a husband would watch his wife suffer?”“But Ayan doesn't love her.”

“It doesn’t matter whether he loves her or not. Now that she has Ayan'sbaby, could he really ignore that?”

Sienna never intervened in the things between Ayan and Camille, butshe was sure that Ayan wouldn't be so cruel as to ignore Camille.Therefore, Sienna refused Preston's request. She didn’t want to helphim.

Preston was helpless to Sienna’s words, so they parted on bad terms.As for Simpson Group, Ayan called an emergency meeting becausepublic opinion had caused the company’s stock to fall.”

The executives and shareholders said, “It has to be solved as soon aspossible and cannot be dragged on. The accident has a so greatfluence on our image and stock that we can't bear.”

“I agree with that.”

Others echoed.

Ayan, who was sitting at the top seat, glanced at the people on bothsides indifferently and asked gently, “What's your solution?”

He has arranged for Kian to investigate suspicious people related tothis matter, but there were no results yet. He didn’t mention that.

The speaker replied, “Mr. Moss is in charge of the project. He hasworked for Simpson Group for a long time. I'm convinced that he isirrelevant.”

“So, who do you think has problems?” Ayan asked with a cold glance.The man paused briefly and continued, “The architect is also in chargeof the project. Is there something wrong with her?”

On hearing his words, the other people in the room also whispered toeach other.

They all said it was not impossible.

At the meantime, they knew that the architect was Camille, who wasAyan'’s wife. They had marriage bonds.

Someone cautiously reminded him, “Mr. Simpson(l have an immaturesuggestion. There must be someone to take on the responsibility, and ithas nothing to do with Simpson Group. I think the architect is a goodchoice. Of course, we all know that the architect is your wife. She can’tdo such a thing. Maybe it's just a misunderstanding, but now we haveto give a response to the public as soon as possible. Otherwise, thereis no way to explain it!"

“Since the idea is immature, don't put it forward.” Ayan stared at himindifferently. The chill in his eyes could freeze people to death.

After Ayan's words, everyone immediately shut up and did not dare tospeak out.

He glanced at them coldly, “So you're planning to push a woman out tolet Simpson Group retreat, right? You shift all the responsibilities on anarchitect before this matter is cleared. Since you're unwilling to sharethe happiness and woe with Simpson Group, you'd better get out of theSimpson Group as soon as possible!”

That done, he kicked off the chair and got up. Without looking at themagain, Ayan walked out of the conference room directly.

Everyone looked at each other. They didn’t dare to think of it again withtheir faces getting extremely sullen.

Back in the office, Ayan’s cell phone rang.

Looking at the screen, his face became gloomier, but he finally pickedup: “Hello?”

“Ayan, are you okay? I just learned the accident, because I was in thepreparation of the concert yesterday and blocked communications. Ijust learned that from my agent, is there anything that I can help?”“Well, I'm fine. There is nothing to help. Things will be cleared quickly.Don't worry.”

Ayan'’s voice was warm, but his face looked the same.

Eileen said in a low voice, “Ayan, would the accident bring trouble toyou? Do you need me to talk to my close friends to post an Instagramto back up Simpson Group?”

“Nope.”

“I just want to help you. Ayan, don't refuse me, okay?"

Ayan said calmly, “Eileen, this matter is not something you can solve bysending an ins. If you really want to help me, don’t do anything,alright?”

“Okay, I promise.” Eileen pursed her lips and said, “I shouldn't have letanything else bother you at the moment, but I wanted to know how youwere getting on that matter? Have you got any results?”

Ayan knew exactly what she was referring to.

He narrowed his eyes slightly and his face was expressionless, “HanceCity is so big, trying to replace a man is almost like trying to replace a needle ina haystack. In addition to his appearance, can you think of anythingelse? If you can think of something else, maybe it will go faster.”

“Not yet. If there is, I will definitely tell you as soon as possible.”Eileen's voice was soft and ingratiating.

“Well, I see. Anything else? If not, I gotta go. I have a meeting to start ina minute.”

“Well, I'll get out of your hair.”

Eileen was reluctant, but Ayan hung up before Eileen finished.

Ayan looked cold. He raised his hands to rub his temples. It seemedthat there was a chill on his eyebrows and his eyes looked as if theywere covered with crushed ice.

He didn't have extra energy to think about Eileen right now. Whatmattered most was to settle the accident for Simpson Group.

He was in silence when Kian knocked on the door and came insuddenly, “Mr. Simpson, the police have called us to come over. Wouldyou like to come over now or later?”