"Is it because he was harassing me?" Camila asked softly.

Connor nodded slightly, confirming her suspicion.

"I took him to Vegas for a few days. At first, he won millions, but then he got hooked on gambling," Connor said nonchalantly, as if he were recounting a story that didn't concern him.

His tone had a hint of indifference.

He added, "As for losing his entire fortune, that's on him."

Camila felt a mix of emotions.

She knew everything Connor did was for her, and Steven didn't deserve any sympathy. But she was worried about the drastic steps Connor had taken.

"I'm worried about you. What if he finds out and tries to get back at you?"

Connor chuckled softly, his gaze tender as he looked at her. "They're just small-time players, not worth worrying about. I'm fine."

you want to keep

deep breath, linked her arm through

and returned to

he

really, I had a big lunch," Camila said. She was tired from the day's activities and

and gently sat

day,

nodded, leaning

bring me to Fernwood

moment, then gently took her

he asked quietly, a barely noticeable tension in

slightly, waiting

breath and began slowly,

air seemed to freeze around them, so still that only their heartbeats

though she was suddenly transported to a frigid snowy landscape, cold from head to toe. Her expression stiffened, her eyes staring blankly

artist, even his status as a wealthy heir had made

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