They Beg For My Return (Camila Jackson) novel Chapter 159

Chapter 159 Lucy Returns The Money To Turner

In the kitchen, Luny finally let out a sigh of relief. Carrying a bowl of meatball soup, she stepped out and was about to sit next to Camele

But then she remembered that Camila couldn’t hear After a brief paste, she sat across from her insteart, making sure it was easy for Camila to read her tips

As Lucy ate the meatball coup, she casually asked, “Hey, Camila, who was that guy who came in just now?”

That’s Mr Campbell’s assistant, Turner, Camila reped

Lucy froze, her spoon hovering as her mind raced Tumer? He’s one of Mr. Campbell’s people? But then why is he hanging ground Michael? she wondered

The thought of the 300 thousand dollars she had swindled from Tumer suddenly felt like a huge burden

She had no problem tricking rich snobs. But Turner was different. He was one of the good guys. It made her feel awful, especially since he was protecting Camila

Even the meatball soup tasted bland now. That 300 thousand dollars felt like a hot potato burning a hole in her hands, and all she wanted was to return it to Tumer as soon as possible.

If Camila ever found out she had tricked money out of him, she’d be crushed, and Lucy couldn’t bear the thought of disappointing her.

Lucy kept her head lowered, her eyes betraying a whirlwind of emotions. She numbly spooned the soup into her mouth, but the soup felt completely tasteless.

After the meal, Lucy helped Camila clean up the dishes. Lost in her thoughts, she barely said a word.

Camila, who rarely spoke due to her hearing impairment, remained silent as well. For a while, the only sounds in the kitchen were the soft trickle of water and the occasional clink of dishes.

Once everything was tidied up, Camila led Lucy into the craft room.

Over the past few days, Camila had spent almost all her time in the craft room, immersed in her needle work, and she only stepped away for meals and sleep.

Lucy glanced around the room, taking in the vibrant array of threads. Her gaze then fell on Camila, who was deeply focused on her work, and a wave of heartache surged within her.

No matter what Camila did, she always excelled. This traditional needle work skill was something she had learned during her time in prison. In just five years, her craftsmanship had reached a masterful level.

But if Camila hadn’t been imprisoned, with her abilities and a degree from Wasmore University, her life could have been so much brighter, filled with endless possibilities.

Lucy sat quietly to the side, her eyes fixed on Camila as she worked on her needle work, not blinking once.

Camila sat by the window, bathed in the gentle morning light filtering through the window. The light seemed to drape her in a golden veil.

Her needle work was serene and beautiful. If she were dressed in traditional attire, she would look like a noblewoman straight out of a timeless masterpiece.

Unable to resist, Lucy took out her phone and captured this moment of Camila. After snapping the photo, she continued to watch Camila quietly, her thoughts drifting far away.

Lucy couldn’t stop thinking about how to return the 300 thousand dollars to Turner. At the same time, she pondered Camila‘ s earlier remark about finishing this needle work within a year, and how she herself could possibly save enough money to go abroad in a year.

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Time flew by, and soon it was lunchtime.

After having lunch at the Campbell residence and saying goodbye to Camila, Lucy headed straight back to school.

In the afternoon, Camila worked on her needle work as usual, while Lucy attended her classes. The setting sun painted the sky in shades of orange and red.

After class, Lucy received a phone call. The man the other

Still annoyed by her encounter with Turner earl. just say it!”

Hearing that, Daniel was left speechless.

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warmly, saying, “Lucy, miss me?”

at mamberg, Dosy stepped impatiently, “If you’ve got something to say,

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Chapter 159 Lucy Returns The Money To Turner

At the Walker residence, Daniel’s phone was on speaker.

Lucy’s voice came through loud and clear, instantly triggering a burst of laughter from Fraser and Michael.

As for why Daniel’s phone was on speaker in the first place, here was the story

Earlier that day, the Walker family had convened for a meeting with one agenda to convince one of the two brothers to step up and take over the family business

Michael brushed it off casually, saying, “I’m a doctor. I have no interest in running a company‘

Daniel leaned back lazily with a smirk on his face. I’m still young. I want to enjoy life for a few more years. Besides, Dad, you’re not even close to retiring yet. With you at the helm, what’s there to worry about?”

Fraser’s face was practically steaming “One of you insists on being a doctor, and the other spends his days goofing off with your so–called friends. When I retire, who’s going to take over the company? Do you expect me to spoon–feed you two forever?”

Daniel grinned and nudged his brother. “Come on, Michael, give up the doctor thing. It’s exhausting. Running the company is way more comfortable. My future wealth and luxury depend on you, bro.”

Michael shot him a glare. “I love being a doctor. Running a company isn’t my thing. Why don’t you take over, Daniel? Once you make the company bigger and better, you can build me a few hospitals.”

“No way. My youth is priceless. I’m not wasting it on corporate drudgery,” Daniel said quickly.

“Well, if you’re not doing it, I’m not doing it, either,” Michael insisted.

The two brothers were like oil and water when it came to the family business, each more determined than the other to avoid it. Fraser was livid. He had a massive company, and not a single heir was willing to take the reins.

“Fine! If neither of you wants to take over, then get married. And after that, start having kids. If I can’t count on you, I’ll just have to groom my grandchildren to take over!” Fraser said.

At the mention of marriage, Daniel’s mind immediately conjured up an image of Lucy’s beautiful yet intimidating face. He swallowed hard, thinking, ‘Winning over Lucy is going to be a long, uphill battle.‘

So, he quipped, “Why make it complicated, Dad? You’re still young enough to have another kid. Give us a little brother to take over the company. Right, Michael?”

Michael nodded in agreement. “Exactly! Instead of waiting for us to get married, you and Mom should just have more kids.”

Fraser was hit with yet another wave of exasperation. “You two brats! No company, no marriage, no kids–what exactly are