My Ex-husband Begs Me Back novel Chapter 1166

Chapter 1166: Result

"Of course not; you're my most important person. The first bite naturally belongs to you," Sienna said as she sat beside her. With an expectant look, Sienna said, "Try it. I guarantee you'll be satisfied. I know you like spicy food, so I specifically learned this dish just to let my baby taste the food I made."

Listening to Sienna's self-praise, Camille shook her head helplessly. Then she reached for the chopsticks, picked up a piece of beef, and tasted it. The flavor was sour and spicy, with a slight hint of toughness in the beef, likely from the sour and spicy taste of the lotus root. Surprisingly, the beef became more delicious the more she chewed.

Camille carefully savored the dish, eating a piece of beef and then a slice of lotus root. It was crunchy and tender.

Sienna, on the side, kept watching her, awaiting her response. Her eyes sparkled with anticipation. Sienna asked, "How is it? Is the taste okay?"

Camille pursed her lips, her face bearing a faint, watery smile. The smile seemed to console Sienna in some way.

Sienna pressed for an answer again, "How is it? Is it acceptable?"

From the initial "Is the taste good?" to "Is it acceptable?" now, it was enough to show that Sienna was becoming a bit uncertain.

Feeling Sienna's anxiety, Camille smiled subtly and replied, "Yes, it's delicious. It's the flavor I like."

Having said that, Camille didn't wait for Sienna to regain her composure; she started taking another bite.

After eating several more bites continuously, Sienna finally snapped back to reality. She wore a happy expression and said, "Really? Is it really delicious? I knew it; I knew my cooking skills are on point. After the design competition ends, I'm going to enroll in a cooking class. From now on, I'll be a great chef."

Sienna had developed a love for cooking. She found it to be a stress reliever, especially when handling ingredients and putting them in the pot. It felt incredibly relaxing and comfortable.

Camille, watching Sienna's satisfied expression, couldn't help but laugh. She then requested, "Don't be too full of yourself. Can you get me a bowl of plain congee first? It's a bit overwhelming to eat this dish alone. Although it's indeed delicious, the lotus root is a bit salty!"

Having finished her remark, Sienna happily went to the kitchen to prepare the congee. She looked ecstatic, as if she had just won a grand prize.

After eating a bowl of congee and enjoying most of the lotus root and beef, Camille naturally couldn't eat much for dinner at home. So, during dinner, Ayan was eating while she sat beside him.

Ayan, looking at her absent-minded appearance and occasionally feeding her some dishes, found it quite amusing. He asked, "Is Sienna's cooking so good that it left you so full that you can't eat anything at home?"

"It's pretty good; after all, she made it. If I didn't eat more, she'd probably be disappointed, right?"

"You seem to care a lot about her feelings."

"It's a two-way street."

Ayan glanced at her, his deep eyes slightly squinting, and in a low, husky voice, he said, "You came back early this afternoon? You didn't run home from the office with Sienna, did you?"

Camille involuntarily paused because his words felt like a probing question.

Camille bit her lip slightly, her voice soft and calm. "It's a bit boring. Sienna mentioned wanting to relax and relieve some stress. Although the preliminary round of the design competition went smoothly, the real challenge lies ahead. She's feeling a bit nervous and wanted to take a break."

"Where did she go to relax? Back home?" Ayan asked casually, as if it were just a casual question without much intention.

However, Camille had something on her mind, and she subconsciously hesitated. Meeting Ayan's gaze, their eyes locked for a moment, and he asked, "What's wrong?"

Although Camille couldn't tell Ayan about meeting Preston, she took the initiative to ask Ayan, "Have you contacted Horace lately? How's the situation at Armstrong Corp now?"

Ayan looked at Camille with a faint frown, a hint of curiosity in his question, "Why the sudden interest in this?"

"I care about my shares. They're in Horace's hands now, and I just want to know his specific moves. Although I'm not a major shareholder, if Armstrong Corp continues to operate well, my shares will become quite valuable, you know?"

"Didn't you get shares from Grandpa for Simpson Group? You didn't seem this happy."

"It's not that I'm unhappy. It's just that Simpson Group has you. But Armstrong Corp is different. The Armstrong family was never willing to give me shares, and I'm just that rebellious. The less they want to give me, the more I want them. What do you think?"

Camille's lips curved into a faint, self-deprecating smile, tinged with a hint of irony.

In truth, shares meant nothing to her because she didn't want them. If it was something she desired, she would fight for it regardless, just like when she married Ayan. Despite knowing he didn't love her, she chose to marry him.

Because only by fighting for something could she know what the outcome would be.

If she hadn't fought for it, their paths might have ended long ago, and the present scene wouldn't exist.

Ayan didn't press further on Camille's words. He responded in a low voice, "With Preston joining Armstrong Corp, it's making things difficult for Horace. Preston even brought his secretary into Armstrong Corp. Horace is probably troubled by this. Tomorrow, when he returns to Simpson Group, I plan to have him invite Preston to join the collaboration project with Mario."

"If you invite him to join this project, won't people suspect your relationship? I mean, Brody and Preston," Camille asked with some concern.