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.

day Arnold changed his mind, stopped liking her, if their love faced opposition from the whole world,

background for a long time.”

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

at his words, “You’ve been checking up on me?! Arnold, are you letting your detective instincts take over with me?!”

to know more of

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 they aren’t open–minded, then no one in the world is.

is the second son of the Bright family, and Thaddeus is the CEO of the Abernathy group, both paragons among men. What am I,

stubborn woman! Was she trying to kill him

heavy, ragged gasps, his handsome

couldn’t make it, so

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

her heart pierced by

“Alright”

drew out the badge she kept close to her heart. Clutching it tightly in her palm, then she

intensely at her, extending

pale with tension. As she attempted to retract her hand, his strong grasp suddenly enveloped hers,

guard, she stumbled into his embrace.

without hesitation, wrapped his arms around her waist and sealed her lips with a

with a current of electricity as she embraced him, lost in

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

from?” Camille’s eyes brimmed with tears, her voice

that stubbornness also something you

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

hesitations and fears were shattered by his unwavering choice.

my girl,

“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,

were never Amold’s strong suit. These few lines, hard–won from his

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

moment, Amold felt as if the whole world burst into a kaleidoscope of colors, fireworks exploding in brilliant

cradled the back of her neck and kissed her deeply, their embrace tender and

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 sight, how could sparks of

delving into the profiles of corporate executives, and grappling with the group’s financial situation.

“Ugh, I’m beat.”

man’s embrace, like a beautiful robot short–circuited, “How can

you’ve even taken the reins?”

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 Evadne’s

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,

kissing her forehead, “Looking back, none can rival you; in a league of your own, my Evadne shines as the queen she is. What

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

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

wry smile,

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