He could only nod slightly and say, "Okay."
Camille also nodded and then stood up. "Well then, goodbye. We can plan to meet another time."
Preston agreed, then watched as Camille left the coffee shop.
He was well aware that Camille's arrangement with Sienna was just a pretense. Had she and Sienna prearranged the meeting time?
With a serious expression, he seemed particularly displeased. His mood was low, and his emotions between his brows were notably unpleasant.
His dissatisfaction stemmed from the fact that Camille didn't respond positively to his suggestions earlier. He had been explicit, so why didn't Camille understand?
Was she intentionally pretending not to understand?
A series of questions lingered in Preston's mind, making him increasingly agitated and angry.
What infuriated him even more was that Camille had become so assertive, suspecting him of orchestrating the online incident and pressuring him to investigate it.
Such actions were entirely unlike Camille's usual behavior. Was there someone guiding her in the background?
Sitting in silence for a long time, Preston's face turned cold. Clenching his fists tightly, he muttered, "Ayan, this is all your idea, right? You use a woman to deal with me. You're truly cunning!"
He completely believed that Ayan was behind this, guiding Camille to act this way and say these things to him.
Camille, oblivious to Preston's suspicions, swiftly left the coffee shop and got into Sienna's car. Sienna had carefully planned their appearance, parking by the roadside near the entrance to avoid suspicion.
After Camille got into the car, Sienna, holding the steering wheel with one hand, gave Camille a thumbs-up. She said, "I could imagine the scene just now even through the phone. It was awesome. You're my goddess!"
Camille sighed heavily and replied, "I'm really helpless."
Sienna asked, "Helpless about what?"
"The things I said were impromptu. Maybe I shouldn't have said them at all?" After all, she forced Preston too hard. If she pushed him too far, what if he acted recklessly? Camille hadn't thought of this at the time but only realized it belatedly.
However, Sienna disagreed. She said softly, "Of course not. Why shouldn't you? On the contrary, I think you should have said those things a long time ago. Think about it-Preston has been like this repeatedly. Honestly, even I would wonder if there's something wrong with this person. But you've been considerate due to years of friendship. How did he interpret this consideration? As a license for unrestrained recklessness! So what you're doing now is just giving him a tiny bit of education, that's all!"
"Really? Are you sure you're not saying this because you're my friend?"
"Of course not. I've always been fair."
"Thank you for your honesty. I feel relieved hearing you say that."
"So, you must not have any thoughts, because everything you do is right, it's all correct. But Preston, I didn't expect him to shamelessly ask for shares. Isn't it laughable? How audacious can he be to covet your shares? Does he think you're as naive as Chu Qiao?"
Sienna spoke with extra anger and disdain when mentioning Preston. Her eyes were full of contempt and anger. If she weren't driving at the moment, she might have found something to vent her frustration with a hearty punch.
Watching Sienna's anger, Camille, though there was a faint smile on her lips, had a meaningful look in her eyes.
In fact, she hadn't anticipated that Preston would bring up the matter of shares. When she heard it, she was utterly bewildered.
Was he truly at a dead end?
Why would he think of her shares?
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