My Ex-husband Begs Me Back (Ayan and Camille) novel Chapter 1293

Chapter 1293: Emotions

Ayan raised his gaze slightly after hearing the question, all eyes focused on him. However, he simply said, "I don't have a better proposal for now, but with a strong team that has good understanding and loyalty, nothing will be difficult."

He didn't know what Mr. Tillery meant by asking this question, so he couldn't possibly speak the truth. He couldn't express his true thoughts either. Because he had no intention of participating in this international trade cooperation; the risks were too great. It wasn't the risks of this project, but rather his lack of understanding of Mr. Tillery. He had already gathered some information about Mr. Tillery through his own channels, so he wouldn't agree to cooperate on this project for the time being.

His main purpose for coming this time was to wrap up the previous project and also the building project in Mr. Tillery's hands. It was a famous local landmark that had been around for a long time and was well-known worldwide, in need of restoration. He wanted to be involved in this project, but Mr. Tillery never mentioned it, so he didn't know what Mr. Tillery was thinking.

Of course, Ayan couldn't proactively bring up the matter of this project because once he did, Mr. Tillery would undoubtedly think that he was very eager for it and would use it to manipulate him. The two engaged in a psychological battle. Ayan was a calm and patient person, so he couldn't possibly lose this psychological battle.

Mr. Tillery was not satisfied with Ayan's response, as he knew that Ayan had definitely not told the truth. But with so many people present, he couldn't show any displeasure. He simply said, "So Mr. Simpson means that as long as there is enough loyalty and understanding, it would be enough?"

Ayan raised his head slightly and replied in a warm tone, "That's the condition I can think of for now. So I hope Mr. Tillery can provide some additional information."

Ayan completely relinquished his initiative. He didn't want to have any control over this matter. Could Mr. Tillery not see through his delay?

Mr. Tillery just smiled, and no one could tell how he truly felt. He didn't continue to say anything else and turned the conversation to other matters after glancing at Ayan.

After chatting for about half an hour, they finally made their way to the dining table. They were having the local specialties, which leaned more towards Western cuisine, but Ayan didn't particularly enjoy it and only picked at the food.

Hannibal sat next to Ayan and noticed his actions, as well as his distracted state tonight. Hannibal took advantage of Mr. Tillery's conversation with others and asked Ayan softly, "What's wrong, Mr. Simpson? Does the food not suit your taste? Are you not used to it?"

"It's fine," Ayan responded calmly. Since Hannibal was Horace's friend, his attitude was slightly more relaxed. Ayan looked at Hannibal and asked, "Have you tried Chinese food before?"

Hannibal nodded, "Of course, Horace is very good at making Chinese dishes, they taste amazing."

"Oh, really? He never mentioned it. How about we go to his place tomorrow and try it?"

"That would be great because he's currently in a new relationship, and I didn't want to bother him by asking him to cook for me. But if Mr. Simpson initiates the request, I'm sure he would gladly agree."

Hannibal had completely lost his appetite for this Western meal. Although it was considered high-end in the Western cuisine scene, he was tired of it and now craved a delicious Chinese meal.

Perhaps because Hannibal, someone who could still be considered a friend, was present, Ayan didn't feel the passage of time as agonizingly.

The people at this table, except for him and Hannibal, all love to drink. They mix red wine and spirits, and everyone has a strong tolerance for alcohol.

Naturally, this meal took a long time to finish, continuing until late at night. When they left the hotel, their respective drivers and secretaries were already waiting outside. After bidding farewell, everyone got into their cars and prepared to leave.