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.

her eyes glistening. “What’s the matter, Prosecutor Arnold? Can’t take a

Camille, last time you said you wouldn’t mind playing a game of feelings with me. I am a man who thrives

bittersweet ache

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

broken past and her own glossy

anyone. He was

fit for love, didn’t want to

it would be rude not

the shadows in her heart, her smile returning as she hooked her little finger with his.

softened, his long lashes casting shadows.

regret passing through her. But then, he took off the gold badge he’d worn for nearly a decade and placed it

this game, give it back to me.”

her palm shining like a morning star.

as refreshed as if they’d just enjoyed a hot shower. But the tension of the past days

they got into the car, Thaddeus‘

glimpse of the caller ID–Jareth–and a knot of anxiety tightened in her chest. “Thaddeus, pick up, it must be something with

as he answered. “Jareth,

can’t calm her

distance, they could see

Evadne and Thaddeus approached hand in hand, their

visibly distressed. “Mr. Thaddeus, Ms. Evadne, thank goodness you’re here. Marilla is in a bad way, it seems like an illness has taken hold.”

term “illness” sent a pang through both

listen to Jareth above anyone else, but now even he can’t get through to her.

at Lily’s words, and she

Marilla! Please stop crying, don’t cry

her whole body shaking uncontrollably as she sobbed breathlessly. Her

his black shirt crumpled and stained with blood from where she had

Mom.” Marilla’s lips

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

heartless killer! Why would you want to see someone like that?” Jareth’s voice was thick with emotion, unusually stern, so much so that he startled even himself. “Tell me, did she ever care for you? Did she ever treat you like her

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