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My Ex-husband Begs Me Back novel Chapter 1127

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Chapter 1127: Arrogance

Camille lightly pursed her lips, and her expression became slightly tense. She didn't deny it, which made Ayan's smile on his face even more amusing. He said, "So, you really think I would treat you like that?"

Camille softly replied, "I didn't say that."

"Do you have this concern in your heart?" He stared at Camille, his voice particularly husky and low. He continued, "At this moment, do you genuinely have such thoughts?"

Camille looked into Ayan's eyes and didn't deny it. Instead, she admitted along with his words, "Yes, I did think that way. But I feel it's just my own anxiety, leading to these messy thoughts, nothing more."

Ayan approached her, his expression revealing a hint of coldness. He reached out and gently embraced her, his attitude very serious. He spoke with extra seriousness, "I've talked to Rex, and this decision is to ensure the upcoming issues. Rex has also joined this collaboration project. So, do you still harbor any dissatisfaction towards me?"

Camille looked at Ayan in surprise. "Rex agreed too?"

"He agreed, agreed very readily. Because our ideas are the same. Why not take advantage of the benefits offered? Not only take advantage but take it beautifully." Ayan smirked lightly, his deep gaze still fixed on Camille. He said, "So, if there's anything bothering you, just tell me, okay?"

Camille nodded gently, and her expression eased a bit. She said, "It seems I've oversimplified things. These seemingly complicated matters, in your hands, turn into useful benefits for you. No wonder I can't be in your position and can only work hard like a laborer."

Camille sighed silently, shaking her head slightly. A faint sigh appeared on her face, and her expression was quite unbelievable.

Ayan patiently explained, clearly and precisely. At the same time, he told her, "It's not that you've oversimplified, it's just that you think too much about Mario. In fact, his purpose is very clear. He's after Sienna, but The King Family and King Group are more important to him than Sienna. This makes the whole thing simpler."

Camille looked up at him and asked, "Are all you men more rational? Everything is unimportant in front of interests?"

"We men?" Ayan snorted lightly. He said, "I'm not like Mario."

"I didn't say it was him."

"But your eyes have already told me the answer, haven't they?" Ayan gently pinched her cheek. His well-defined fingers rubbed lightly, and his voice became even huskier. He said, "Regardless of Mario's intentions, he won't succeed, so don't have any worries."

"Really?"

"Of course!"

Camille nodded lightly, saying, "Okay, I believe you. I believe everything you said."

Ayan curved his lips slightly, revealing a faint smile. He gently held her hand and didn't insist on her accompanying him to the company. Instead, he said, "Secretary Armstrong, you've only worked for one day, and now you want to take a day off. If you do that, I won't pay your salary."

Camille laughed, "I don't care. Anyway, I want paid leave."

Her tone was domineering and arrogant, making Ayan unable to refuse. He just squinted his eyes, smiled lowly, and then leaned down to kiss her cheek. After that, he got into the car and left.

After Ayan went to the company, Camille immediately called Sienna.

Sienna, of course, wasn't going to the office, so she took the initiative to come over to Camille's place to check on Timmy at the Simpson's mansion.

While chatting about the events at the Ward family last night, Sienna said, "I think Mario did it on purpose. He wants to remind me in this way, telling me not to think he has no way to deal with me. In fact, he has many methods, and he can start with the Ward family."

Camille took a silent deep breath and said in a calm voice, "What's there to be afraid of? Ayan said this is Hance City. Even if he does something, it has to go through Ayan and Rex. This isn't Flento City, so he can't have everything his way."

But Mario's reply was, "No time."

This was undoubtedly a refusal to meet with Preston, making him feel a bit embarrassed. He naturally felt dissatisfied.

Under the pretext of collaboration, Preston hoped the secretary could talk to Mario again. After several phone calls, Mario finally agreed to meet.

Preston immediately set off for the hotel where Mario lived. When he arrived, Mario had just come down from upstairs. The two met at the hotel's coffee shop downstairs.

Preston greeted with enthusiasm, "Mr. King, your reputation precedes you. It's truly an honor to meet you today!"

Mario simply nodded, showing no intention of extending his hand for a handshake. He gave Preston a cool glance and asked, "Get straight to the point. What do you want?"

Preston's expression stiffened for a moment, but he quickly regained his composure. He looked at Mario and said, "Mr. King, expanding projects in Hance City naturally requires a reliable partner. Companies like Simpson Group and Shen's can offer you nothing more than equal collaboration. For long-term development, it's essential to have all the control in your hands. Do you agree with my point of view?"

Mario gazed indifferently at Preston and responded, "Are you suggesting that you are the partner who can help me take control of everything?"

Preston smiled lightly, "Certainly. I can provide Mr. King with ways to deal with all the businesses in Hance City, understanding their weaknesses and having the most comprehensive knowledge about each company."

"What do you want from me?"

"I want, once Mr. King has firmly established himself in Hance City, for the company to be under my management when you're not in the city. I will take care of everything."

Mario gave a faint smile, but his eyes revealed no amusement. His face remained cold as ice, and his gaze seemed to convey that Preston was being arrogant and overly confident.

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