"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."

want to keep walking

took a deep breath, linked her arm through his,

bustling casino and returned

Connor asked as he poured Camila a glass of

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

look, walked over, and gently sat beside her, drawing her into

long day,

leaning on his

bring me to

gently took her hand, his deep gaze locking onto

asked quietly,

nodding slightly, waiting for

took a deep breath and began slowly, "He's my grandfather, my biological

so

snowy landscape, cold from head to toe. Her expression stiffened, her eyes staring blankly ahead as her mind became a tangled mess

the son of a famous artist, even his status as a wealthy heir had made her

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