My Ex-husband Begs Me Back (Ayan and Camille) novel Chapter 1543

Chapter 1543: Amusing

Ayan chuckled lightly, glancing at Kian. "Do you want Jenson to repeat the previous praise? Although Preston is not smart enough to understand the relationship between us and Jenson, he's not foolish enough to work with someone who has witnessed his downfall. He's naturally suspicious, and if Jenson contacts him again for collaboration, Preston will easily figure out Jenson's current situation and soon discover our connection."

Ayan currently has no intention of exposing the connection between him and Jenson. He needs Jenson's company for Simpson Group and for handling matters he can't handle personally, so he doesn't want Jenson's identity to be publicly known.

After hearing Ayan's explanation, Kian immediately understood his intentions. He nodded and said, "You've thought it through more thoroughly. It was my impetuosity, only considering the present without considering the future."

Ayan didn't see any problem with Kian's thoughts. Most people would have the same concerns, but he had already decided on Jenson's role early on, giving him a deeper understanding than an observer.

However, Ayan suddenly had another idea. He said to Kian, "Have Jenson work on a project now that appears impressive but with strict requirements. Only then will Preston become interested."

If the project is too perfect, Preston will undoubtedly become suspicious. But if there are difficulties and substantial benefits, he will do whatever it takes to secure it.

This way, it won't be Jenson approaching him; it will be Preston seeking out Jenson. If any unexpected events occur during this period, they won't be related to Jenson.

Ayan smiled and instructed Kian to contact Jenson immediately.

Kian and Jenson won't meet in person; their communication will only be through email, and not even Jenson's secretary knows about it.

Daisy's company, established by Preston, has not been officially revealed yet. So, by introducing the project at this time, Preston won't suspect any connection to Ayan.

Once Kian handles it, he will inform Ayan. However, Kian is somewhat worried and asks in a low voice, "Mr. Simpson, is this project really intended for Preston?"

"Yes, of course it is, and I won't let any problems arise with this project. On the contrary, I want this project to make a big impact in Hance City."

This has always been Preston's wish, and now Ayan is assisting him.

Kian nodded, indicating his understanding.

Then, Kian said, "Mr. Simpson, there's one more thing. Mrs. Simpson went to the hospital to visit the old Simpson today. She went in the morning and left after having lunch."

"She spent the whole morning there?"

"Yes."

Ayan nodded lightly, acknowledging the information. Camille didn't tell him about going to see the old Simpson. Under normal circumstances, wouldn't she ask if he wanted to go together?

So when Kian mentioned that Camille spent the whole morning at the hospital with the old Simpson without informing him, Ayan felt a bit uneasy. He subconsciously wondered if her visit was merely for companionship or if there was something else.

Ayan naturally didn't call Camille to ask, but the question of why she went to the hospital kept repeating in his mind.

In the evening, around six o'clock, Ayan arrived home.

He didn't see Camille, so he asked the housekeeper, "Where's Camille?"

"She's upstairs. She's been there since she came back in the afternoon. I think she's watching a movie," the housekeeper replied before going to prepare the dining table.

Ayan took off his coat and headed upstairs. He went directly to the movie room but didn't find Camille there. Then, he went to the bedroom.

The bedroom door was tightly closed. He raised his hand, twisted the doorknob, and pushed the door open, stepping inside.

Camille was not lying on the soft leather sofa in the bedroom, watching TV shows. At first glance, all she saw was a slight bulge on the bed. Who else could it be but her?

Ayan smiled, his lips curling, and then he walked straight over.