My Ex-husband Begs Me Back novel Chapter 259

Ayan felt the meaning of the word fear for the first time and immediately contacted Sienna.

When the call came through, Ayan asked instantly, “Where’s Camille?”

“She’s at work. What’s wrong with Eileen? Now everyone was smearing Cami, thinking that Cami deliberately framed Simpson Group because she wanted to get Simpson Group. Her mobile phone was about to explode and there were many reporters and so-called volunteers waiting downstairs in the company, what should I do now?”

Sienna sounded so anxious that she could have strangled Eileen.

Ayan had anticipated what she was saying and immediately contacted Camille to turned her cell phone off.

Listening to Sienna, he looked gloomy and said in an extremely hoarse voice, “Would you please take her downstairs to the underground parking lot to wait for me, I’ll go over immediately. If not, don't go out of the company and please take care of her for me before I come. Thanks for your trouble.”

The last a few words were really rare from Ayan’s mouth.

But there was no much time for that. Sienna agreed immediately and went to the office to find Camille.

Camille stood with her arms wrapped around her chest by the floor-to-ceiling window, where she had a clear view of the crowd gathering below the building.

It was very dense, like ants.

Hearing the door opened, she was stunned then she heard Sienna say, “It’s me.”

Camille looked at her and whispered, “I’m fine. Have anyone been affected?”

“This is no time to consider others. Take care of yourself and the baby first.” Sienna walked over and stood in front of her. She said in a low voice, “Ayan called me just now. He asked me to find a way to walk you downstairs to the garage. I’m going to get out and look around. Nobody knows me, so they won’t do anything to me.”

“Find someone to come with you.”

“Well, don’t leave the office until I knock on the door, alright?”

Sienna’s caution made Camille nod, a bitter taste running through her heart.

When Sienna left, Camille locked the door.

In another office across the wall, Preston was furious, too. On the ground were scattered glasses.

He tugged at his tie with one hand, then crossed his waist and shouted in a cold voice, “Are you crazy?”

The woman on the other end of the phone said unconcernedly, “I’m not crazy. I just said what I want to say and I didn’t point at Camille as the mastermind.”

“Eileen, I told you not to injure her. Don't you understand? Do you think I won’t do anything to you, given our relationship? Do you know what Camille means to me? Are you forcing me to hate you by doing this?”

Preston questioned word by word. His face was extremely gloomy, with a distinct chill on his eyebrows.

His words silenced Eileen for half a second. “What do you mean?”

“I’ve warned you time and time again not to injure her even if you don’t like her. I won’t settle accounts with you this time, but Ayan won’t spare you certainly. You’d better figure out yourself.”

“Are you threatening me? Do you care about her so much? Don’t forget that our relationship is much more….” Eileen was thrilled.

“So, you want to get your way because of our relationships?” Preston sneered, “You want Ayan to be willing to marry you, but I don't care. No matter what method is used, I’ll achieve my purposes and Camille will be there for me. As for the rest, do you think I’ll care them?”

Preston's ruthlessness and decisiveness were clear to Eileen from the first day she met him.

Otherwise, he would not have endured until now, nor would he have been used by others to achieve his goals, nor would he have stayed dormant in the King family for so many years, only to harden his wings.

Eileen felt fear at this moment.

She feared Preston more than Ayan. Even if she knew that that if she did something that hit his bottom line, he wouldn’t really do anything to her, but the process would be definitely painful for her. As for Ayan, he won’t do anything scary. Everything would come in the open.

Eileen was silent.

She opened her mouth to say something, but in the end she didn’t because she didn’t know what to say. What’s more, Preston didn’t give her a chance to talk and hang up the call.

Preston dropped the phone to his desk. He narrowed his eyes. His face was full of sneer. Then he thought, “That’s alright. Let Camille see who can protect her.”