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.

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

your background

out, “But what of it? I still like you; I still

aback; her defenses cracked at his words, “You’ve been checking up on me?! Arnold, are you letting your detective instincts

know more

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

heaving chest, “Dr. Bright is the second son of the Bright family, and Thaddeus

stubborn woman! Was she trying to kill him

gasps, his handsome face

her heart and 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

I have an important meeting at the courthouse later, and everyone needs

stiffened, her heart pierced by a sharp icicle of

“Alright”

badge

looking intensely at

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

she stumbled into

hesitation, wrapped his arms around her waist and sealed her lips with a fervent kiss, deepening it with every

with a current of electricity as she

on his lips. “You turned white just now, were you scared?

from?” Camille’s eyes brimmed

that stubbornness also something you

a mix of adoration and helplessness, holding her close again, “What’s the use of the whole world being right if I don’t like it? I

that moment, all hesitations and fears were shattered by his

my girl, will ya?

eyes 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,

Amold’s strong suit. These few lines,

no longer hold back the tumultuous emotions within her. Tears streamed down her face as she gave a slight nod

as if the whole world burst

and kissed her deeply, their embrace tender and passionate.

Cassius, which was why she couldn’t make it

and Camille to meet. Even if Cupid was willing, without sight, how could sparks of love ignite?

profiles of corporate executives, and grappling with the group’s financial situation. Although Thaddeus was there to assist, she was still left with

“Ugh, I’m beat.”

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

thoughts before you’ve

“Let me give you a heads up from someone who’s been there: this is just the beginning. Once you officially take over,

word doesn’t exist in Evadne’s

going to excel. Just like when I took over K Hotel. I said

a league of your own, my Evadne shines as the

I know you and your father aren’t on the best terms,

“If you really gave it to me, wouldn’t that be an over–the–top display

out a wry smile,

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