His Ex Wife Is A Billionaire

Chapter 590

Chapter 590

In fact, the flowers were a well–thought–out gesture from Camille.

She had a hunch that victory was in the bag. With Arnold on the case, it was a sure bet.

After sending the flowers anonymously, Camille slipped away quietly, making a beeline for the parking lot.

Her long lashes fluttered gently, and her heart trembled just the same.

She mused over Arnold in the courtroom, dressed in a sharp, tailored black suit, exuding charisma and passion as he delivered his arguments with gusto. His handsome features, as striking as a movie star’s, seemed to carve the truth out of the criminals, revealing their sordid nature. Her cheeks flushed with a rosy warmth, and her heart raced uncontrollably.

“You could at least say ‘hello‘ before you leave, Ms. Camille,” a familiar voice called from behind, melodious and captivating.

Camille stopped dead in her tracks, took a deep breath, and slowly turned around.

Arnold stood there, still in his prosecutor’s attire, his posture as straight as an oak, taking long strides toward her. “Also, perhaps you’d like to tell me what those flowers you sent meant.”

Camille steadied herself and met his intense gaze. “Sunshine lilies, they symbolize victory.”

“I thought they meant that you have a thing for me,” Arnold said with a tilt of his head, leaning in slightly.

Camille’s heart skipped a beat, her eyes twinkling. “Prosecutor Arnold, you do have a sense of humor.”

“Do I?”

Arnold’s breath hitched, his gaze searching hers, “Or is it yet another misunderstanding you’ve led me into? First a kiss, now flowers, what next? I’m rather intrigued.”

“There won’t be a next time,” Camille said, a surge of restlessness rising within her, turning to leave.

Arnold swiftly pinned her against the wall, his muscular arms tensing, making his suit stretch tight. “Ms. Camille, what is this? Playing me? You think this is funny?”

His words were as blunt as a bachelor’s, unseasoned by the games of love and romance.

“What’s the matter, Prosecutor Arnold? Can’t take a little game?”

you know I can’t take it? Ms. Camille, last time you said you wouldn’t mind playing a game of feelings with me. I am a

a bittersweet ache spread through her

was a good man, and that if she let him go now, she might lose her

her own glossy exterior hiding a numb core, did she really as him?

He was

love, didn’t want to hold him back, yet she

be rude

shadows in her heart, her smile returning as she hooked her

long lashes

passing through her. But then, he took off the

you’re done playing this game, give it back to me.”

eyes shimmered, the badge in her palm shining like a morning

their battle, felt as refreshed as if they’d just enjoyed a hot shower. But the tension of

as they got into the car, Thaddeus‘ phone rang.

ID–Jareth–and a knot of anxiety tightened in her chest. “Thaddeus, pick up, it must

brow furrowed as he answered. “Jareth,

her down, and I’m really worried she’s going to make herself sick. Please, can you come? She’s closest with Evadne,

From a distance, they

Thaddeus approached

distressed. “Mr. Thaddeus, Ms. Evadne, thank goodness you’re here. Marilla

term “illness” sent a pang through

else, but now even he can’t get through to her. I’m really

Lily’s words, and she hurried into the

stop crying, don’t

tight, her whole body shaking uncontrollably as she sobbed breathlessly. Her usually radiant face was now ashen, and her doe–like eyes

holding her tightly, his black shirt crumpled and stained with blood from where she had inadvertently scratched

to see Mom.” Marilla’s lips quivered, her

struggled with the weight of his own resolve. “No, absolutely not,” he declared firmly.

might, desperation fueling her strength. “Elspeth murdered Thad’s mother. She’s a heartless killer! Why would you want to see someone like that?” Jareth’s voice

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