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.

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

about your background for

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

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

just wanted to know

your heart, to be with you! I 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, and my father, you have nothing to fear. If

with her hands on his heaving chest, “Dr. Bright is the second son

trying

heavy, ragged gasps, his handsome face flushing red

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 had my assistant pack it, she’ll

voice came from behind her, “My badge, you still have it, right? I have an important meeting at the courthouse

her heart pierced by a sharp

“Alright”

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

intensely

with tension. As she attempted to retract her hand, his strong

off guard, she stumbled

with a fervent kiss, deepening it with

blurred, her body tingling with a current of electricity as she

what felt like an eternity, Arnold reluctantly broke the kiss, his fingers gently tracing her jaw, a crooked smile playing on his lips. “You turned white just now, were you scared? Scared that I’d really leave, that I’d

from?” Camille’s

also something you picked up from

close again, “What’s the use of the whole world being right if I don’t like it? I only love

that moment, all hesitations and fears were shattered by his

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

These few lines, hard–won from his heart’s

hold back the tumultuous emotions within her.

as if the whole world burst into a kaleidoscope of colors, fireworks exploding in

her neck and kissed her deeply, their embrace

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

agenda was to create an opportunity for him and Camille to meet. Even if Cupid was

grappling with the group’s

“Ugh, I’m beat.”

like a beautiful robot short–circuited, “How can

second thoughts before you’ve even taken the

up from someone who’s been there: this is just the beginning. Once you officially take over, a myriad of tasks will await you. Then, you can

Ha, that word doesn’t exist

when I took over K

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

you and your father aren’t on the

me, wouldn’t that be an over–the–top display of ‘filial piety? It might really piss Mr. Frederic Abernathy off. I couldn’t

let out a wry smile, ruffling her

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