"Okay, we're all so familiar. No need to be polite; it's just a small favor."
"You're so good to me. Do you like me?" he suddenly said in a husky voice, his deep black eyes fixed on Camille, and seeing her slightly stiffen, he couldn't help but ask again, "Hmm? Do you?"
Camille didn't say anything, just giving him a faint glare.
After having noodles, they found a movie to watch, and it was almost dawn by the time they rested.
Another day with bright sunshine, Camille had been on break for two days. Tomorrow was the start of the design competition, and she and Sienna set off early for the company.
For safety reasons, they had kept the design works in their possession. So far, only Camille and Sienna had seen the complete version of the overall design.
Sienna would be the one to make a full appearance in this design competition, so she was feeling a lot of pressure. From the moment they got on the car until they reached the company, she kept repeating, "Cami, I'm a bit nervous. What should I do?"
Camille would initially comfort her, but as she slowly realized it was just Sienna's mantra, she stopped bothering with her.
Camille didn't have much to do on her end; she was just waiting for tomorrow. Staying in the office was also about providing support for the employees. They couldn't afford to show a discouraged appearance, as it would affect the staff's confidence. In reality, the two of them sat in the office, relying on the sofa, not moving, just watching movies.
This scene was only known to Yessica; others thought the two were earnestly discussing the design competition tomorrow.
At Simpson Group, Kian had returned.
He arrived at the company early, reviewing all the work that hadn't been done in the past few days. He also outlined the documents that Ayan needed to sign today and his schedule, ready to present them when Ayan arrived.
The assistant was overjoyed to see Kian return, unable to help but say, "Kian, you finally came back. If you hadn't returned, I would probably have been worked to death. Mr. Simpson glares at me a hundred times a day. I have no idea what I did wrong. Kian, you're a real savior. Thank you for coming back in time to save my miserable life!"
The assistant's words made Kian smile, but he calmly said, "Working with Mr. Simpson just requires taking every task seriously. Although Mr. Simpson can be stern occasionally, he is good to his employees."
The assistant nodded along, secretly sighing that perhaps only Kian could feel this way. As for him, he probably would never feel it in his lifetime.
Just as their conversation ended, Ayan also arrived at the office floor.
Seeing him, Kian immediately went to greet him. They exchanged a glance without saying much else. Kian had already adopted a work attitude and started reporting his work.
As Ayan listened, he walked towards the office. Kian used his fingerprint to open the office door, following Ayan inside.
Once the office door closed, Kian ended the work report and spoke in a low voice, "Mr. Simpson, Mario's secretary contacted me. She sent the contract early in the morning. I've reviewed it, and there doesn't seem to be any issues. Take a look when you get the chance!"
After Kian finished, he placed the contract on Ayan's desk, then his gaze returned to Ayan, saying, "Mr. Simpson, the design competition starts tomorrow. Someone from the Bill family took the same flight as me to Hance City. Probably here to cheer on Crystal!"
"Just cheering on is fine. As long as there's nothing else, we don't need to worry."
"Yeah, I understand. I've already had someone keeping an eye on it. If anything happens, we'll know immediately."
Ayan nodded lightly and said, "Go handle Elijah's matter in prison. If what he said is true, I will fulfill my promise."
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