Camille Rhodes blinked, her expression subtle, "Our business?"
Shirley Miller hummed in acknowledgment, "The day you two met, outside the bar, the things he did to you..."
Originally still nervous, could Shirley Miller know about her and Carson Flores sleeping together?
Now listening to Shirley Miller say this, Camille Rhodes’s heart relaxed a bit but also felt an inexplicable twinge of disappointment.
Camille Rhodes chuckled lightly, concealing her own emotions, "After having a few drinks, everyone was just joking around. I didn’t mind it at all. Was Ms. Miller very angry?"
Shirley Miller shook her head, "Not angry, I just found it a little strange, that’s all."
Camille Rhodes looked at Shirley Miller curiously, "Since you know, why aren’t you angry? Normally, shouldn’t you be very angry?"
Shirley Miller laughed softly, her expression as calm as ever, "Didn’t you say it was just a joke? Of course, I won’t mind. Moreover, as long as a man’s heart doesn’t change, he knows to come back home regardless of what he does. But if his heart has changed, what’s the use of me being angry?"
Camille Rhodes, observing Shirley Miller’s dignified gaze, couldn’t grasp her thoughts for a moment.
Was she genuinely unconcerned, or was she pretending not to be angry while actually boiling with rage inside?
Camille Rhodes smiled, "The favor I did for Carson Flores today was actually meant as a gift for meeting you. We bumped into each other at the doorway that day, and I worried you might misunderstand us. Thus, I decided to take this opportunity to come over and explain."
Shirley Miller nodded with a smile, "There’s no misunderstanding, and I’m not angry. You are a friend of Carson Flores, so it wouldn’t be quite appropriate for me to directly accept the raw materials. I’ll have Carson Flores contact you later, how does that sound?"
Camille Rhodes smiled pleasantly, "That’s fine too, though having the raw materials in my possession is of no use to me. Just don’t reject this batch of materials over that little thing between me and Carson Flores. Otherwise, we both stand to lose."
Shirley Miller replied politely, "I can differentiate between work and private life. Although you helped Carson Flores, the factory is ultimately under my management, so for this, I must thank you."
Camille Rhodes stood up with a smile, "Alright then, have a chat with Carson Flores and give me a call. I’ll be going now."
Shirley Miller also stood up and offered, "Why not stay for a while longer? I’ll call Carson Flores and we can have dinner together tonight?"
Camille Rhodes declined with a smile, "I have another appointment tonight. I won’t stay for dinner, maybe next time. There will be plenty of opportunities in the future."
Shirley Miller didn’t insist further and smiled, "Alright then, I’ll see you out."
Shirley Miller personally escorted Camille Rhodes to the door and into the elevator. She watched until the elevator doors closed before returning to her office.
Sitting in her chair, Shirley Miller thought about Camille Rhodes’s unexpected visit, her expression slightly dazed.
What was her intention, really?
Was she trying to snatch away Carson Flores, announcing her presence to declare war on her?
It had to be said that Camille Rhodes was too beautiful, too feminine, and with her identity as the Rhodes Family’s daughter, she was the epitome of a Caucasian beauty with wealth.
Considering the relationship between Carson Flores and herself, if he were indeed to fall for Camille Rhodes and choose her, it would seem entirely normal.
Shirley Miller picked up the phone and dialed Carson Flores’s number.
At that moment, Carson Flores was in the Martinez Family Garden, chatting and drinking tea with the Martinez Family Siblings and Remy Johnston.
Carson Flores stepped aside and answered, "Mhm..."
Shirley Miller said softly, "The Rhodes Family’s daughter came looking for me just now."
Carson Flores’s heart suddenly sped up. Camille Rhodes went looking for Shirley Miller?
Carson Flores asked, "What did she want from you? She shouldn’t know you."
Shirley Miller responded, "She came to deliver raw materials and said she wanted to be friends with me."
Carson Flores’s eyes widened, his look bewildered. Be friends?
"I’m currently at the Martinez house; I just asked Kylan Martinez to help us with the raw material issue. He made a call too, but the raw material supplier said all the raw materials had been bought by the Rhodes Family. The person who managed it was Camille Rhodes’s brother, Preston Rhodes... What did she tell you?"
Carson Flores sought help from the Martinez Family?
Shirley Miller internally marveled at Carson Flores’s abilities. He came to Seashore for the first time and was completely new to the place, yet in such a short period, he had already established his own network and found influential people to help him.
"She said that she has already paid for all the raw materials and asked me to pay the original price to buy them back. In effect, she helped us once by getting the raw materials from the supplier. Although she hasn’t directly confronted the Miller Family, she has still intervened and made her stance clear. She also said that after this incident, the Miller Family shouldn’t hinder us anymore."
Carson Flores was momentarily speechless. What was Camille Rhodes trying to do?
Helping quietly without even telling him and then going straight to Shirley Miller?
Thinking of Shirley Miller and Camille Rhodes sitting together and chatting, Carson Flores felt a faint tingling sensation on his scalp.
What were these women thinking?
Be friends with Shirley Miller?
However, from the sound of it, she seemingly did not mention the fact that he slept with her, thereby honoring the bet they made during that car race.
Shirley Miller asked, "I haven’t made a stand yet. Do we want this batch of raw