My Ex-husband Begs Me Back (Ayan and Camille) novel Chapter 127

There must be a reason for the sudden interruption of a project that is in progress and going well.

Preston tone always anxious: "Mr. Moss just called to inform me, he did not say what the reason, just that it is the intention of the top."

What does the above mean?

Who above means?

Camille pursed her lips slightly, her eyes flushed with coldness, "I know."

"Cami, did Carter do this to get you to give up your divorce?"

Preston finally couldn't resist asking.

Camille didn't answer, just said lightly: "Fumiko Estate side probably already knows, let's see what they say first!"

Preston did not continue to pursue the answer, just a low umph instructed Camille: "Cami, do not rush, I go first to find out exactly what is because?"

"Good, hard work."

The call hung up and Camille dropped the phone before getting up from the bed.

She pulled open the curtains of her bedroom with a blank face and looked at the sunny weather, but her heart was cloudy.

She stood quietly for a long time before adjusting her restless mood.

Half an hour later, Camille was out of her apartment, but instead of going to the office, she drove to the Simpson Group.

It was an hour after arriving at the Simpson Group floor, she took the elevator directly to the top floor to the president's office.

Kian was the first to see her and rushed to greet her, "Madam."

"Mr. Reid, is Carter available now? There's something I'd like to see him about." Camille still maintained a polite and polite turn of demeanor, but the coldness under her eyes was very obvious.

Kian naturally knew the reason for her visit, so he responded carefully, "Yes, but Mr. Simpson is meeting with a client, you see ......"

"It's okay, I can wait for him." With that, Camille had already lifted her feet and walked to a side rest area.

Camille sat down on the couch in the lounge area, and although she had stressed that she didn't need to be bothered, Kian poured her a glass of warm water.

Camille just quietly waited, the time passed, the office two flies did not fly out.

She pursed her lips, her face was not very pretty, but still kept what little sanity she had left to control the many emotions in her heart.

After an unknown amount of time, Kian's intercom rang.

Carter's indifferent voice said to him, "Pour me a cup of coffee."

"Good." Kian subconsciously looked to Camille, as the intercom was on speakerphone and she would of course hear it, but it looked like there were no ripples or expressions.

Kian hurriedly poured a cup of coffee and brought it to Carter in his office. The door was slightly closed, and the man's cold expression swept him a glance and said faintly, "She's still out there?"

"Hmm."

Kian nodded.

Carter's face grew colder and sunken, the corners of his mouth rose slightly to flood with coolness: "Don't pay any attention to her."

His indifferent arrangement, in fact, as early as Camille just stepped into the Simpson Group Carter received the news first, he also expected her to come back to him for sure.