Chapter 38

"Camille, you should be at the Northborough project site right now." I said as I glanced at her nonchalantly. Then, Camille banged the table hard and looked at me coldly. "Max, you sure are cunning and crafty. You deliberately sent me away just so you could brainwash my dad and convince him to make you my husband, didn't you?" "What did you say?" I asked as I stared at her in surprise. Camille snickered, her eyes brimming with disdain. "I'll never marry a lapdog like you. You're not even fit to lick my boot. All you're good for is serving me and doing as I say. Do I make myself clear?" Instead of getting mad, I laughed and asked, "Who told you that's what I wanted?" "You don't have to know about it. I'm here to tell you that you can stop your wishful thinking and daydream about something else instead. I can't even be bothered to grace a piece of trash like you with a glance, much less marry you! "I'm firing you today. I'll personally see that you're kicked out of Layton Group fo