Ayan was straightforward and did not have any euphemism because he was arranged by the Norman Group. His words also made the atmosphere frosty, and everyone except Camille thought he was upset because he was late.
When he said so, this Mr. Baxter's already seated body was also slightly stunned, but only for a moment, he then smiled faintly: "It's my fault, originally I was only concerned that my appearance will make everyone shocked, but ignored that this project is not a day or two to end."
After saying that, he took off his mask in a big way.
Although at the time of seeing his eyebrows and hearing his voice, Camille and Ayan already had some answers in their hearts, but Camille always thought it was just a coincidence, as for how Ayan thought in his heart no one knew.
But at this moment when his appearance was revealed, Camille was completely frozen.
Compared to her shocked reaction, Ayan's expression could be described as calm, seemingly without any surprise, a pair of deep eyes flashing with a few indifferent light smiles, he looked at the man in front of him, his voice unhurried, "I wonder how to address?"
"I'm Benjamin Baxter."
"Oh, Benjamin, the Campoles?"
Benjamin smiled lightly, his eyebrows flushed with jest: "Mr. Simpson is this a household check?"
Ayan, however, did not cooperate in the slightest, only indifferently said: "Since we are involved in this project cooperation, I think everyone here except Mr. Baxter you have the most basic understanding of each other, so Mr. Baxter should not confess?"
Ayan's words put Benjamin on the shelf to a point where he had to give a response.
He also looked at Ayan, and only after a short silence did he have to speak: "Mr. Simpson is right, I overlooked it." He showed a light smile, as if he didn't mind Ayan's attitude at all, and explained in a humble and gentle manner: "I am from Hance City, but I grew up abroad, so I haven't been back to Hance City for many years. It's fate."
"From Hance City?" Ayan repeated the words faintly.
Benjamin nodded his head: "Yes, from Hance City, but I was born in an ordinary family, Mr. Simpson such identity naturally do not know, but these are not important, the important thing is that now I have the privilege to become partners with Mr. Simpson and everyone here is my honor. "
He always has an excellent attitude, so that no one can find the slightest difference.
The atmosphere also gradually became stable, Ayan did not pursue the question, but a pair of deep black eyes filled with a shady look did not move to sweep him a glance.
Soon, the waiter began to serve the food.
Benjamin personally poured everyone's drinks and tea, and when it was Camille's turn, he gave her refreshing lemonade, Camille's favorite juice for dinner, which he also specially asked the waiter to serve.
His demeanor left Camille with the shock still in her eyes and a delicate face that was slightly stiff revealing very obvious emotions.
But he said as if nothing had happened, "Please take care of Camille for the next cooperation."
Camille's face was indifferent, she raised her eyes to meet his gaze, and the amazement in her eyes lingered.
But with so many people in the way, she made the most basic response.
But Camille's slow reaction allowed everyone in the room to see that she was different, because normally she wouldn't be.
So while everyone was eating their food, Mrs. Bell, who was closest to her, suddenly peeked over and asked, "Cami, what's wrong with you? Are you shocked by the scar on his face?"
Camille subconsciously looked over, only to see Benjamin was also looking at her, she subconsciously moved away, after glancing at Ayan, Ayan's eyes were also fixed on her, as if they had not left on her.
Camille dropped her eyes lightly and shook her head at Mrs. Bell: "No."
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