My Ex-husband Begs Me Back
Chapter 904: Making Amends

Chapter 904: Making Amends

Ayan rolled down the car window and, despite his usual habit of notsmoking in a moving car, lit a cigarette. His tone was indifferent as heasked, "Did Preston ask you to come back?"

He was direct, without any hint of delicacy.

Eileen looked at him through the drifting smoke, her heart stillquickening at the sight of his handsome face. That feeling, which hadpersisted from the past to the present despite all that had happened,remained unchanged.

Eileen pressed her lips together, speaking softly, "Yes."

He asked, "Did he have any specific plans for you to come back?"

"He didn't say. He just asked me to return to Hance first."

Ayan glanced at Eileen from the corner of his eye, clearly skeptical ofher words.

Eileen hurriedly explained, "Ayan, I'm telling the truth. Preston onlyasked me to come back. As for any plans he might have, he didn'tmention them."

Ayan's voice remained dispassionate as he said, "I didn't say anything.You don't need to get so worked up."

Eileen's expression stiffened for a moment. She had thought she waswell-prepared to face Ayan after being away for so long, but seeing himagain made her realize that she always felt uncertain in his presence.She always seemed to be one step below him.

Did she really have to resort to those methods to be on equal footingwith him?

A sense of confusion and hesitation crept into Eileen's mind.

She halted the spread of these thoughts and looked at Ayan, saying,"Ayan, I'm not worked up. I just don't want you to misunderstand me. IfPreston really has any plans for me, I could choose not to tell you.Since I reached out to you before coming back, you can be sure that Ihave no reservations about being open with you.”

Ayan didn't respond to her words, and the natural answer was that hedidn't believe her.

Kian, who had been driving, reached the hotel-a property under theSimpson Group. Ayan said, "Since you've just returned, take a fewdays to rest.”

Ayan instructed Kian to accompany Eileen to her room. Throughout theprocess, Ayan remained in the car, maintaining a distance from Eileen.His behavior made it clear that he wanted to keep some distance.Eileen wasn't in a hurry. She followed his arrangements.

However, once she returned to her room, Eileen immediately sharedher return to Hance with Preston.

She was attempting to navigate a delicate balance, not wanting tooffend anyone on either side. Her desire was to reap the benefits fromboth sides, a goal she had held steadfastly throughout.

Yet, she couldn't help but question whether her ambition would trulylead to the desired outcome.

After seeing Eileen to her room, Kian left the hotel and got back into thecar.

Kian glanced at Ayan in the rearview mirror, asking, "Mr. Simpson, arewe heading back to Simpson Group now?"

"Yes," Ayan responded in his usual detached tone. After arriving atSimpson Group, he instructed Kian, "Get the car washed."

Kian nodded and was about to drive to the car wash when Ayanchanged his mind, "Actually, never mind. Get a different car.”

Ayan returned to his office. Instead of diving into work immediately, hetook a shower and changed into spare clothes before tending to histasks.

Around three in the afternoon, Mr. and Mrs. Bell, accompanied by theirassistant, arrived at Simpson Group.

They had been back for a few days, but their time had been occupiedwith other charitable endeavors, delaying their visit to Simpson Group.The project was ready, and the upcoming opening ceremony wouldmark its launch. Mr. Bell stated, "I want this to be lively. I want theproject to become well-known in Hance City. It's not just about theModest Temple Hotel; the main theme is charity, in line with our originalintention.”

Ayan nodded in agreement, "Yes, you're right. Please have yourassistant list your requirements, and I'll have Kian announce them inthe group chat. If you need any specific channels for promotion or haveother needs, your assistant can directly communicate with Kian."

Mr. Bell was pleased with Ayan's attention to detail, and he couldn'thelp but engage Ayan in a casual conversation beyond the project. Heasked, "Mr. Simpson, what's really going on with Mr. Baxter? Is he trulythe same person as Mr. Walker?"

Ayan chuckled softly, saying, "You're quite direct in your question. It's abit difficult for me to answer that.”

Mr. Bell had his assistant step outside before he continued, "We'realone here. Give me an honest answer. Is the museum incident relatedto him? As the initiator of this charitable project, I must ensure thatthere are no unforeseen complications. We don't want any tarnish onthis project.”

His emotions grew slightly agitated as he spoke.

Mrs. Bell, who had remained silent, chimed in, "Mr. Simpson, we'veknown each other for a long time, and we have a basic understandingof each other. We know you might be caught in the middle and can'tsay too much, but can you at least tell us if there's any connection?That way, we can plan ahead and make preparations.”

Mrs. Bell's eyes were filled with earnestness as she spoke, hoping thatAyan would provide some clarity.

Ayan responded, "Rest assured, your project involves the SimpsonGroup as well. I am, after all, the main person in charge of this project. Ican assure you that there won't be any issues. What I can tell you islimited, though, as there are certain things I can't disclose."

He wouldn't resort to backhanded tactics to tarnish Preston'sreputation. Preston wasn't worthy of his descent to such tactics.

Ayan's assurance eased Mr. and Mrs. Bell's concerns, and theyrefrained from pressing further. They felt reassured with his statement.Mrs. Bell then suggested, "We've been back for a few days. If you'reavailable tonight, how about the four of us have dinner together, withCami?"

Ayan nodded, "Sure, you can contact Cami. She'll be delighted to hearabout it."

"Okay, that's settled.”

After the plan was confirmed, Mrs. Bell immediately messaged Camille.Mrs. Bell hadn't been in touch with Camille since her return due to herbusy schedule.

Receiving Mrs. Bell's message, Camille was genuinely delighted, justas Ayan had predicted. She readily agreed to the dinner invitation.Despite the significant age difference between Mrs. Bell and herself,they got along surprisingly well and had a lot to talk about.

With the dinner plans in place, Ayan took the initiative to ask, "Sinceyou've been in Hance for some time now, and this project is nearingcompletion, there might be new collaborations in the future. How about,for tonight, I introduce you to a new friend-someone I've grown upwith?"

“That sounds great. Let's do it tonight. But let me be clear, I insist ontreating you for this meal.”

"Whether it's you or me treating doesn't matter. What's important is thateveryone enjoys the meal and has a good time," Ayan said with a faint,understated smile.

After bidding farewell to Mr. and Mrs. Bell, Ayan contacted Rex directly.While Mr. and Mrs. Bell had met Rex before, their interactions had beenlimited, and this dinner would be a proper introduction.

Concerned that Camille might be bored, Ayan reminded Rex to bringSienna along.

As Sienna, the accompanying guest, was mentioned, she immediatelyvoiced her discontent. She used the opportunity to complain to Camille,saying that it made her feel like she was being used as a tool.

Sienna exclaimed, "Mr. Simpson seems to favor you too much, don'tyou think?"

Camille, listening to Sienna’s voice filled with frustration even over thephone, couldn't help but laugh. She asked, "Should I scold him for youtonight?"

"Come on, Cami! Are you really enjoying this? I can practically hear thejoy in your laughter. You're replaceing pleasure in my suffering.”

Sienna's impeccable acting skills could be felt even through the phone.Camille patiently endured, waiting for Sienna’s performance to play out.Once Sienna finished, Camille asked nonchalantly, “So, how would youlike me to make it up to you?"

"Fine. In a couple of days, I have to accompany my mother-in-lawshopping and meeting her friends. You should bring your mother-in-lawand join us!"

"Ha, isn't this returning the favor with vengeance? I helped you outonce, and now you're trying to drag me into this mess?" Camilleresponded with a dismissive snort. She wasn't very eager to attend agathering of wealthy wives.