My Ex-husband Begs Me Back (Ayan and Camille) novel Chapter 691

Chapter 691 Lost

Preston said this kind of words is undoubtedly put Camille on the shelf, in a position that everyone will hate but still have to please the surface.

This will only be troublesome for Camille's next endeavor.

But Preston didn't seem to anticipate this, he just wanted to tell everyone that Camille is not to be provoked or offended, not to mention that these people can't afford to talk nonsense or accuse her of being capable.

Only for Camille to say that she doesn't need such a high profile at all.

This kind of high profile that does no good and even makes her enemies is not only full of pressure, but also makes her feel bored.

She is a person who always likes to keep a low profile, and she is not willing to make a splash, let alone show her face.

She just wants to do her own thing in peace and quiet.

But Camille didn't say anything, she just pursed her lips and lowered her eyes.

Because of Preston's words, no one dared to have any opinion, the next is to sit and prepare for dinner, Camille was arranged to sit on Preston's left side, her other side is Yessica, Yessica came to Camille's ear and whispered: "Cami, we have Mr. Walker to help us! "

Yessica guessed the identity of Preston, so in front of Camille she directly called Preston Mr. Walker instead of Mr. Baxter.

Camille looked askance at her with a faint face, hummed lightly and said indifferently, "I am not blessed to bear this kind of good."

Yessica looked at Camille in disbelief, but she didn't say anything more.

This meal to Preston mainly, we have toasted to show admiration, Preston is also quite good to talk, in addition to just a door to the words of everyone is also very gentle without any further anger.

After the toast, the project manager of the bidding party took the initiative to say: "It is a kind of fate that we can gather in this project, and we hope that you can cooperate with Mr. Baxter to complete this project successfully. Wind Construction Company is not well known in Hance City and has only been established for almost a year, so you should understand what to do, right?"

The implication of these words is very obvious, clearly saying that although the people here are working with Wind Construction Company, the appointed company, but completely do not need to put this small company without much strength in the eyes, all things are listening to Preston's wishes, it is better to directly over Wind Construction Company to work with Hance City Museum alone.

Everyone understands what this means, but for the sake of the rice bowl, they all raised their glasses to show their loyalty, and Camille and Yessica had to raise their glasses and clink them together.

Camille also wondered what the background of Wind Construction Company was.

After all, to be appointed by the Hance City Museum to be in charge of this project must have certain connections, so can it really be left out of the picture as they say?

Camille did not voice the question in her mind, but just ate her food quietly.

I don't know how long it took, we also drank a little wine, the atmosphere also followed the lively up.

While everyone was laughing and chatting, Preston moved closer to Camille and asked in a soft voice, "Why aren't you talking? What's on your mind?"

Camille immediately tensed up her body, a face slightly stiff, the eyes under the distant and indifferent very obvious.

She responded faintly, "Not if you have nothing to say."

Preston said: "Cami, this project is our own, you can do what you want to do, with me in, no one dares to give you face, all according to your ideas to do, I fully support you, you are bold to play your imagination, as for other things I will arrange, this feeling is not back to our previous just started the company I will arrange everything else. How well we worked together back then? No one can match our cooperation at all, don't you think?"

Camille frowned slightly, no expression on her face, she looked incredulously at Preston and corrected: "This project is not ours, maybe it's yours, but it doesn't belong to me either now or later, I'm just a participant in this project, I hope you will stop saying such misunderstanding-prone words too, okay? "

Camille pick words to say a clear let Preston slightly narrowed his eyes, under the eyes overflowing with a faint warm indifference, but he did not flare up, only whispered: "Cami, are you afraid of others misunderstanding or afraid of him misunderstanding?"