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

your background for a long

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

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

wanted to know

told me more than once how much she wants you as her sister–in–law. As for my

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,

stubborn woman! Was she trying

came in heavy, ragged gasps, his handsome face flushing

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 give it to you. You should go back. I’m

I have an important meeting at the courthouse later,

pierced by a sharp icicle of pain.

“Alright”

out the badge she kept close to

Amold, looking intensely

in his palm, her lips pale with tension. As she attempted to retract her hand, his strong grasp

she stumbled

around her waist and sealed her lips with a fervent

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

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

from?” Camille’s

something you

use of the whole world being right if I don’t like

all hesitations and fears were shattered by

my girl, will

bright as the stars, “From now on, let me love you, cherish you, take care of you. All that you’ve

strong suit. These few lines,

within her. Tears

the whole world burst into a kaleidoscope of colors, fireworks exploding in brilliant splendor.

neck and kissed her deeply, their embrace tender

it to the

main agenda was to create an opportunity for him and Camille to meet.

grappling with the group’s financial situation. Although Thaddeus was there to assist, she was still left with a

“Ugh, I’m beat.”

a beautiful robot short–circuited, “How can there be so much to do?

thoughts before you’ve even taken

there: this is just the beginning. Once you officially take over, a myriad of

word doesn’t

took over K Hotel. I said rd outdo

adored her feisty spirit, 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

there. I know you and your father aren’t

“If you really gave it to me, wouldn’t that be an over–the–top display of ‘filial piety? It might

a wry smile, ruffling her hair

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