Chapter 951: Chapter 951: Don’t Drink Wine Casually Anymore Chapter 951: Chapter 951: Don’t Drink Wine Casually Anymore “Hello?”
“Camila, where on earth were you last night!” The phone had just connected when Angela Reid’s anxious voice rose from the other end.
Camila Walker felt a little apologetic. “I, I got drunk last night, at…”
If she ntioned staying the night with Clayton Howard, would Mother be scared to death?
“Mr. Bewell stayed here till very late before going ho last night, saying he ca to apologize to you. Didn’t you have dinner together? What happened afterward? He said a friend picked you up? Who was it?”
Overwheld by her mother’s barrage of questions, Camila found herself struggling to respond, only managing to simply say, “Mother, I’ll talk to you about this when I get back. As for last night, I did indeed stay at a friend’s house because I got drunk, threw up without warning, and then passed out, so I ended up sleeping over there.”
Hearing this, Angela Reid was sowhat puzzled. “Passed out? Why did you drink so much wine?”
“Not really, it’s just… I just didn’t realize that wine was so strong, so I drank a bit too much.” She explained, afraid her mother would continue to question her and leave her speechless, she quickly added, “Alright, I need to work now, we’ll talk later when I get back!”
With that, she hung up the phone in a hurry, letting out a long sigh.
Looks like, Aiden Bewell hadn’t ntioned that it was Clayton Howard who took her away.
No sooner had she hung up the phone, when her cell phone suddenly rang again. She frowned, discovering it was a text ssage.
A text ssage from Clayton Howard?
Seeing that familiar na, Camila’s heart fluttered for a mont, but ultimately, she read the ssage.
[Don’t drink casually in the future.]
The simple words, yet effortlessly touched her emotions.
Why did it feel like the distance between them had closed so much after that event?
For the first ti, he had served her food, for the first ti, he had taken the initiative to send her a text ssage, and these were things he had never done before.
But why, all of a sudden, did he begin to treat her like this? Was it because she kissed him last night while she was drunk?
Camila held her phone, lost in thought for a long ti, unsure how she should face him after all that had happened last night.
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At noon, Camila Walker and Emily Walker arrived at the Staff Canteen together for lunch, and, as expected, Audrey Sawyer approached them affectionately as soon as she saw them, sparking curiosity among the other employees in the Restaurant.
Who exactly is this new arrival, Audrey Sawyer? Why does she seem to be on such familiar terms with both the CEO and the general manager?
“Sister Walker, Sister Avie, you’re both here!”
Audrey Sawyer, holding her plate, approached and greeted both of them warmly.
Emily looked up, her expression revealing so surprise at Audrey’s appearance.
Isn’t that Clayton Howard’s childhood sweetheart? What’s she doing here?
“Is it you? How co…” She looked at her, confused.
Camila, catching the look of puzzlent on her face, couldn’t help but interject, “She is the new little assistant in the Planning Departnt.”
Emily glanced at her, then back at Audrey Sawyer.
How did Audrey Sawyer end up at Walker Group?
“May I… sit down?” Audrey Sawyer asked with a smile, looking at both of them.
Camila naturally showed no reaction and, with her head bowed, began to enjoy her lunch, ignoring the request.
She really didn’t enjoy chatting with this Audrey Sawyer; every ti, her talk inevitably drifted to her history with Clayton Howard!
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