My Ex-husband Begs Me Back (Ayan and Camille) novel Chapter 1560

Chapter 1560: Risks

Ayan: "Of course!!!"

Upon learning about the online matter, Ayan immediately had Kian purchase tickets to Dane City. Due to the suddenness of the situation and time constraints, it took Kian a lot of effort to secure two economy class tickets.

Ayan sat in the cramped economy class seat, his tiredness evident on his face. He had just finished a meeting and hadn't even had dinner yet. Due to Ayan's sufficient funds, Kian arranged for the flight attendants to bring him dinner, but Ayan had no appetite.

It was already past 3 a. m. when Ayan arrived in Dane City.

He had rushed to Dane City without a break. He managed to catch a short nap on the plane, so he wasn't particularly tired at the moment.

The prearranged car was waiting outside the airport, with no luggage since the trip was hastily planned.

Kian followed Ayan out of the airport hall, and they got into the waiting car.

Once they were seated in the car, Kian looked at Ayan in the rearview mirror and asked, "Mr. Simpson, after we arrive at the hotel, would you like to go directly to the lady's room or book a room for the night?"

"Directly to her room," Ayan responded indifferently.

Understanding Ayan's preference, Kian had already arranged for the hotel manager to bring the room key directly to the underground parking lot.

Due to concerns about the media, Ayan planned to go from the underground garage to the hotel, reducing the chances of being photographed.

Silence filled the car as there was still some time before reaching the hotel. Kian seized the opportunity to rest, but business trips with Ayan were usually not tiring unless there was an unexpected event like this one. He hadn't even closed his eyes, and he was already feeling tired.

However, as soon as he closed his eyes, his phone rang.

It was an unknown number.

Kian quickly answered, "Hello, who is this?"

After listening to the other person, Kian was taken aback and instinctively glanced at Ayan in the back seat through the rearview mirror. He then said, "Please wait!"

Covering the microphone with his hand, Kian turned to Ayan and said, "Mr. Simpson, it's Jordan on the phone. He's looking for you."

Ayan raised his gaze and, as Kian's voice was soft, he wasn't sure if he had misheard.

Seeing no change in Kian's expression, Ayan confirmed that he hadn't misheard-it was indeed Jordan.

Ayan narrowed his eyes slightly, his handsome face showing no unnecessary change. He glanced at Kian with a slight frown before gesturing for him to hand over the phone.

Kian cautiously handed over the phone, feeling a tremor in his heart.

He silently raised the partition between them, not wanting to hear a single word more. Listening to even one more word meant taking an additional risk, so it was better not to take that risk.

Once the partition was raised, the driver visibly relaxed.