Chapter 678

As Arnold spoke, his muscular arms wrapped around her slender waist, pulling her closer with an increasingly tight grip that seemed to fear her slipping away again.

Camille felt a ticklish warmth spread through her, her voice soft; she was playfully complaining yet more of saying in a coquettish way, “You do realize you’re like a thief, don’t you? Quite perceptive of yourself.”

“Camille.”

He called her name again, his voice laced with an addictive quality that brought a rosy hue to her pale cheeks, “Actually, you’re a thief too. A thief who stole my heart.”

Camille had heard her mentor occasionally mention her family. He said she had an older brother who, despite his dashing good looks, spoke the most cheesy pick–up lines that were oddly endearing.

Now, she could see her mentor hadn’t been exaggerating.

Seeing her silent, Arnold grew anxious and turned her to face him, “Are you still mad at me?”

Arnold Ashbourne.”

The way Camille suddenly used his full name made him even more nervous, his Adam’s apple bobbing uncontrollably.

“I’m the illegitimate daughter of the Evert family; my background isn’t something to be proud of. The Evert family hassle me so frequently, it’s a wonder I find any peace. Someone like me isn’t a good match to you. Being with me, you’ll never have a day’s rest.”

As she spoke, a pain throbbed in her chest, as if she were being forced to carve off a piece of her heart, “You deserve…better. Perhaps out of sympathy or pity, you felt the need to protect me. But once the intensity fades, you’ll see. Love is just a fleeting illusion that brings nothing but trouble. With your privileged background, even if you don’t seek out nobility, you could find a lady from a reputable, well–read family. My life is full of blemishes. And what you see today is just the tip of the iceberg.”

Camille, a top fashion designer, used her flawlessly cool demeanor and her dazzling creations to mask her intense inner turmoil and insecurity.

She felt rootless, like a drifting weed, never able to proudly tell anyone that she was a child of the Evert family.

It wasn’t that she was blind to Arnold’s virtues or his genuine love for her, but the deep–seated sense of unworthiness tore at her heart day and night, forcing her to stay alert.

if their love faced opposition from

background for a long time.”

spit it out,

defenses cracked at his words, “You’ve been checking up on me?! Arnold, are you letting

just wanted to know more of

friend, and she’s told me more than once how much she wants you as her sister–in–law.

in denial, pushing him away with her hands on his heaving chest, “Dr. Bright is the second son of the Bright family, and

stubborn woman! Was she trying to kill him with

came in heavy, ragged gasps, his handsome face flushing

to pick up some clothing? Is it because Evadne couldn’t make it, so she asked you to pick up Dr. Bright’s tailored suit? I had my assistant pack it, she’ll give it to you.

you still have it, right? I have an important meeting at the courthouse later, and everyone needs to wear theirs.

heart pierced by a sharp icicle of pain.

“Alright”

badge she kept close to her heart. Clutching it tightly

intensely

attempted to retract her hand, his strong

off guard, she stumbled into his embrace.

waist and sealed her lips with a fervent kiss, deepening it with every second, his desire for possession

tingling with a current of electricity as she embraced him, lost in the moment.

broke the kiss, his fingers gently tracing her jaw, a crooked smile playing on his lips.

from?” Camille’s eyes

that stubbornness also something you

“What’s the use of the whole world being right if I don’t like it? I only love you. What I love is the best thing in the

that moment, all hesitations and fears

girl, will ya?

“From now on, let me love you, cherish you, take care of you. All that you’ve lost, all that you’ve never had,

few lines, hard–won from

emotions within her. Tears streamed down her face as she gave a slight nod

world burst into a kaleidoscope of

back of her neck and kissed her deeply,

why she couldn’t make it to the Elmsworth

create an opportunity for him and Camille to meet. Even if Cupid was willing, without sight, how could sparks of

project proposals, delving into the profiles of corporate executives, and grappling with the group’s financial situation. Although Thaddeus was there to

“Ugh, I’m beat.”

her man’s embrace, like a beautiful robot short–circuited, “How can there be so much to do? Did Cassius even

second thoughts before you’ve even taken the reins?”

from someone who’s been there: this is just

doesn’t

her face, pouting cutely. “Just watch me. I’m not just going to do it; I’m going to excel. Just like when I took over K Hotel. I said rd outdo you guys at Abernathy Hotel, and I meant it. Look at me now, results shining bright,

my Evadne shines as the queen she is. What if I just give Abernathy Hotel to you? You’d surely breathe new life into

I know you and your father aren’t on the best terms, but let’s not

to dodge the suggestion, “If you really gave it to me, wouldn’t that be an over–the–top display of ‘filial piety? It might really piss Mr.

a wry smile, ruffling

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