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

known about your background for a

out, “But what

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

to know more

friend, and she’s told me more than once how much

in her chest and closed her eyes, shaking her head in denial, pushing him away with her hands on his heaving chest, “Dr. Bright is the second son of the Bright family, and Thaddeus

she trying to kill him with frustration?!

in heavy, ragged gasps, his handsome face

looked down, forcing herself to harden 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 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 very tired and need to

right? I

by a sharp icicle

“Alright”

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

Amold, looking intensely at her, extending his

the badge in his palm, her lips pale with tension. As she attempted to

stumbled into his

her lips with a fervent kiss, deepening it with every second, his desire for possession

current of electricity as she embraced

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 really take it back. Am I

not, where do you get that confidence from?” Camille’s eyes brimmed with tears, her

also something you picked up

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

all hesitations and fears were shattered

girl, will ya?

let me love you, cherish you, take care of you. All

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

Camille could no longer hold back the tumultuous emotions within her. Tears

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

back of her neck and

make it

him and Camille to meet. Even if Cupid was willing, without sight,

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

“Ugh, I’m beat.”

robot short–circuited, “How can there be so much to do? Did Cassius even live a

thoughts before you’ve even taken the reins?”

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

that word doesn’t exist in Evadne’s life

going to excel. Just like when I took over K Hotel. I said rd outdo you guys at Abernathy Hotel, and I meant it. Look at me now, results

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 just

your father aren’t on

hands frantically, trying to dodge the suggestion, “If you really gave it 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 for that.”

wry smile, ruffling her hair affectionately.

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