My Ex-husband Begs Me Back

Chapter 1586: Blocked

Ayan asked, "Why would it have an impact?"

"Isn't this negative?"

"For collaboration, this is free advertising. It's excellent publicity," Ayan said seriously, but it made Camille want to laugh.

Camille added, "If Daisy hears you say that, she'll cry, won't she?"

"I don't know if she'll cry or not, but I'll be happy if you don't cry," Ayan said, reaching out to hold Camille's hand and leading her to the restaurant for dinner.

Regarding Daisy's situation, Camille had some questions. She had discussed it with Sienna in the afternoon. Could Daisy be so careless?

Sienna had known about Daisy's love for playing from Rex for more than a day or two, but she had played numerous times without any accidents. Why did it happen this time?

Wasn't it a bit too coincidental?

Camille looked at Ayan, who probably knew the reason behind it, right?

Ayan had no intention to hide it from Camille and answered truthfully, "Well, I directed her in a little play."

Camille didn't pursue the matter further but expressed her concern, "In that case, will Mr. Tillery be willing?"

After all, Daisy was his daughter.

Ayan replied, "There's no willingness or unwillingness. For Mr. Tillery, Daisy is just a pawn. When she's useful, she's used. When she's no longer useful, she's discarded."

It was a very normal situation, and that's how Mr. Tillery treated every piece on the chessboard.

After hearing this, Camille suddenly felt that Daisy was quite pitiful. It wasn't a saintly act, just a simple observation. It seemed glamorous on the surface, but it was actually quite terrible.

However, from another perspective, since Daisy enjoyed everything Mr. Tillery provided her, she naturally had to accept the price behind it all.

Ayan brought Camille back to reality and said, "No need to talk about other people's matters anymore. It's irrelevant to us. Whatever happens to her, it's her own fault."

Camille nodded lightly to indicate agreement.

They had their meal and then went upstairs together.

Daisy didn't give up trying to contact Ayan, but he had already blocked her. So she had to use another phone to call him. However, Ayan's work phone was being held by Kian, so Daisy couldn't reach him at all.

On that night, everyone except Daisy could sleep soundly, but she was unable to close her eyes throughout the night.

This incident had greatly affected her reputation. It made her lose face in her own circle abroad. Although everyone played like this, it shouldn't be directly exposed, as it would invite ridicule.

Early the next morning, Daisy received a call from Preston amidst her frustration.All rights © NôvelDrama.Org.

Preston said over the phone, "Daisy,

I've found information about this man. He has already left Hance City. According to my investigation, he came specifically for you. This matter is probably not so simple. As for this man, since he has already left Hance City, I need to contact my friends in other cities to continue the investigation. This process may take time, and the cost will probably be significant."

Daisy asked directly, "How much is needed?"

Daisy was very straightforward and willing to spend however much money it took to find out this man's identity.

Seeing her generosity, Preston didn't hesitate to accept. Daisy immediately had her secretary transfer the money to him.

After receiving the money, Preston assured her, "Don't worry, I'll definitely handle it."

Daisy made a sound of agreement but had a particularly grim expression on her face.

Daisy's mood was terrible, and the impact of this matter on her was not insignificant. She felt like an ant on a hot pan, suffering.

Ayan completely ignored her, which

made the situation even worse. If she had to rely solely on Preston to find that man, it would probably take an unknown amount of time. During this period, she feared she would become depressed. Daisy briefly pondered and then calmly spoke to Preston, "Didn't you say you had a way to create a deep conflict between them? Why haven't you done it yet? Are you deceiving me?"

Upon hearing this, Preston naturally became agitated. "Daisy, we are partners. I hope you have the basic trust for a partner. If you continue to doubt me like this, I think it will be very difficult for us to continue. Since we haven't officially started yet, let's just stop here, okay?"

Daisy narrowed her eyes and didn't respond immediately. She fell into a short silence, and the conversation became quiet. Preston didn't know what Daisy meant, and he was actually worried.

He was worried that Daisy would truly end their partnership. If that was the case, he would have to think of other ways to interest Daisy, which would waste his time and energy. It was quite different from his initial expectations, and he didn't want that.

Everything he said and did now was a gamble. He was betting that Daisy wouldn't give up on working with him, and he was betting that Daisy's feelings for Ayan were deeper than he imagined.

As for the truth, it naturally differed somewhat from Preston's expectations.

Daisy said, "I don't distrust you. I just hope to see your sincerity a bit faster. I prefer swift actions and don't want to drag things out. I want our partnership to be based on fairness for both of us. I just want to see satisfactory rewards after putting in my effort!"

Preston didn't know. "Daisy, I've said it. I won't give you less, it's just a matter of time and Ayan's cooperation. Ayan not taking the bait now doesn't mean he won't forever."

He continued to paint a rosy picture for Daisy, making her believe his words.

Daisy merely listened without speaking. Her facial expression clearly showed emotional changes. After Preston finished speaking, Daisy spoke slowly, "I understand your point. If you want me to believe enough, then show me something that will make me trust you."

Preston acknowledged and promptly ended the call.

Daisy's bad mood directly affected Preston because of her video, which naturally made Preston unhappy. However, Preston couldn't do anything and had to do as Daisy wished.

Preston's mood became restless as well. He could only transfer this restlessness to someone else. He dialed Camille's number, which was probably his umpteenth phone number. Each time he contacted Camille, he was immediately blocked.

The call connected, and Camille answered. Preston then spoke, "Cami, it's me."

Camille didn't greet him and asked indifferently, "What's the matter?"

Camille's words displeased Preston.

But Camille had no intention of getting involved and asked indifferently, "Or are you so bored that you've resorted to harassing me with phone calls?"