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.

changed his mind, stopped liking her, if their love faced

your background for a

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

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

just wanted to know more

closer to you, to reach 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.

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

trying

breath came in heavy, ragged gasps,

to pick up some clothing? Is it because Evadne couldn’t make it, so she asked you to

thing‘ Arnold’s cold voice came from behind her, “My badge, you still have it, right? I have an

stiffened, her heart pierced by a

“Alright”

she reached into her jacket pocket and slowly drew out the badge she kept close to her heart. Clutching it tightly in her palm, then she

looking intensely at her, extending

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

guard, she stumbled into

sealed her lips with a fervent

senses blurred, her body tingling with a current of electricity as she embraced him, lost in

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

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

something you picked up from

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

moment, all hesitations and fears

my girl,

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, piece by piece. Please, give me this

few lines, hard–won from his heart’s depths, were

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

burst into a kaleidoscope

and kissed her deeply, their embrace tender and passionate.

couldn’t make it to the Elmsworth

the main agenda was to create an opportunity for him and Camille to meet. Even if Cupid was willing, without sight, how could sparks of love ignite?

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

“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

before you’ve even

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

word doesn’t

Just like when I took over K 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 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

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 bear the thought of being responsible

let out a wry smile, ruffling her

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