My Ex-husband Begs Me Back (Ayan and Camille) novel Chapter 122

Kian nodded his head, "Okay, I'll check it out right away."

After saying that, Kian was ready to exit the office.

Carter's voice also sounded at that moment, "What's up with Eileen?"

Kian was slightly stunned and hastily explained, "Miss Khan asked when you could accompany her to see a psychiatrist. I said you were in a meeting and could not answer the phone, so I would contact you when you were done."

Chipper and his face was expressionless, and a low, muffled tone spilled out from between his throat bones, "Hmm."

Kian looked up at him, then heard him ask again, "Did you call my mom?"

"Already called, but the wife said ......"

"Say what?"

"Ma'am says your own wife coaxes herself." Kian told the truth word for word at the risk of being fired.

Carter's face is fleshly cold, slightly narrowed eyes for a long time did not speak again.

Kian also rushed to silently exit, the large conference room was left with Carter sitting there alone.

His ears and eyes echoed Camille's firm and non-negotiable attitude, as well as those words as harsh as the winter, he never knew she was ruthless than anyone else, the usual look of good behavior is completely acted.

At the thought of this, that handsome face covered with a thick layer of gloom, the filmy lips lightly pursed lips, the outline tight as a string, as if the next second will fall apart.

He sat alone in the conference room for a long time, until Kian knocked on the door with a work report.

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After Camille was hung up on the phone with Carter, she too was silent for a long time before she got down to business.

Only just a short while after it started, the phone rang again.

She wrinkled her brow and saw the note displayed on the screen and hurriedly picked up, "Hello, Mom?"

"O Cami, are you busy?"

"Not really busy, what can I do for you?"

"These days you have not returned to the Simpson's manson, grandpa is worried about you specially asked me to ask you to have a lunch, is it convenient? Just the two of us mothers."

Camille looked at the time, then responded, "Okay, what would you like to eat? I'll keep an eye on it, right?"

"We're all family, don't be so polite, I'll wait for you downstairs at your office, come down after you're done, then we'll go to dinner and then go shopping?"

Camille frowned slightly, somewhat helplessly, but more than that, she was pleased.

Because Talia was really nice to her.

Completely replacing the fantasy of the role of mother in her mind.

Camille, of course, couldn't leave Talia waiting downstairs, so she immediately asked Yessica to invite her up.

Talia was probably prepared and knew Camille wouldn't want her to wait, so she came over with cakes and milk teas, both of which are popular and tasty online recommendations these days.

The company's partners are all young and naturally delighted to be treated in this way, and thanked Talia: "Thank you Mrs. Simpson."

"Shout what Mrs. Simpson, just call me aunt, I also have to thank everyone for your usual cooperation and carefulness to our Cami, hard work."

Talia is particularly understanding and grounded, making everyone like her even more.

Then Yessica took her to Camille's office, passing by Preston's office she inadvertently locked eyes with Preston, the man's eyes were a little cold and distant, not looking very good together, but Talia still nodded with a polite light smile.

Followed by a whispered inquiry, "Who is that?"