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.

mind, stopped liking her, if their love faced opposition from the whole world, she would rather avoid that

known about your background

him away like that, he couldn’t help but spit it out, “But what of it? I still like you;

her defenses cracked at his words, “You’ve been checking up on

to know more of

know what you’re worried about, but it will never happen. You’re Evadne’s best friend, and she’s told me more than once how much she wants you as her sister–in–law. As for my family,

denial, pushing him away with her hands on his heaving chest, “Dr. Bright is the second son of the Bright family, and Thaddeus is the CEO of the Abernathy group, both paragons among men. What am I, how can I compare? It’s different. Don’t waste your time on

woman! Was she trying to kill him

breath came in heavy, ragged gasps,

turn away. “I heard from my assistant that you came 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 have an important meeting at the courthouse later, and

her heart pierced by a sharp icicle of

“Alright”

she reached into her jacket pocket and slowly drew out the badge she kept close to her heart. Clutching it

there was Amold, looking intensely at her,

in his palm, her lips pale with tension. As she attempted

she stumbled into his embrace.

waist and sealed her lips with a fervent kiss, deepening it with every second,

a current of electricity as she embraced him, lost in

on his lips. “You turned white just now, were you scared? Scared that I’d really leave, that I’d really take it back.

where do you get that confidence from?” Camille’s eyes brimmed with tears, her

you picked up from

world being right if I don’t like it? I only

fears were shattered by

girl,

gleamed with a sincerity as bright as the stars, “From now on, let me love you, cherish you, take care of you. All that you’ve lost, all that you’ve never had, let me find it for you,

never Amold’s strong suit. These few lines,

longer hold back the tumultuous emotions within her. Tears streamed down her face

felt as if the whole world burst into a kaleidoscope of colors,

her neck and kissed her deeply, their embrace

work handovers from Cassius, which was why she couldn’t make it to the Elmsworth rendezvous with Camille. Instead, she sent Arnold to pick up some

was to create an opportunity for him and Camille to meet. Even if Cupid was willing, without

executives, and grappling with the group’s financial situation. Although Thaddeus was

“Ugh, I’m beat.”

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

before you’ve even taken the

chuckled softly, his hands gently massaging her temples, “Let me give you a heads up from someone who’s been there: this is just the beginning. Once you officially take over, a myriad

that word doesn’t exist in

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

rival you; in a league of your own, my Evadne shines as the

father

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

let out a wry smile, ruffling her hair affectionately.

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