"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."

to keep

her arm through his, and

casino and returned to

as he

was tired from the day's

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

long day,

leaning on his

bring me to

silent for a moment, then gently took her hand, his deep gaze locking onto

he asked quietly, a barely noticeable tension

her head, nodding slightly,

took a deep breath and began slowly,

to freeze around them, so still that only their

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

was merely the son of a famous artist, even his status as a wealthy heir

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