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.

Arnold changed his mind, stopped liking her, if their love faced opposition from the whole world, she would rather avoid that beginning

known about your background

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

checking up on me?! Arnold, are you letting your

to know

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. My dad accepted Cassius‘ preference for men; he

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 is the CEO of the Abernathy group, both paragons among men. What am I,

woman! Was she trying to kill him with frustration?!

came in heavy, ragged gasps, his handsome face flushing

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

badge, you still have it, right? I have

stiffened, her heart pierced by a

“Alright”

and slowly drew out the badge she kept close to

looking intensely at her, extending his

attempted to retract her hand, his strong grasp suddenly enveloped hers, pulling

off guard, she stumbled into

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

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

an eternity, Arnold reluctantly broke the kiss, his fingers gently tracing her jaw, a crooked smile playing on his lips.

that confidence from?” Camille’s eyes brimmed with

that stubbornness also something you picked up

being right if

and fears were shattered

be my girl,

care of you. All that you’ve lost, all that you’ve never had, let me

of love were never Amold’s strong suit. These few lines,

her. Tears streamed down her face as she gave a

whole world burst into

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

handovers from Cassius, which was why she couldn’t make it to the

clothes was secondary, the main agenda was to create an opportunity for him and Camille to meet. Even if Cupid

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

“Ugh, I’m beat.”

beautiful robot short–circuited, “How can

thoughts before you’ve even

been there: this is just the beginning. Once you officially take over, a myriad of tasks will await you. Then, you can really feel the

Ha, that word doesn’t exist in Evadne’s life

going to do it; I’m going to excel. Just like when I took over K Hotel.

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.

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

to me, wouldn’t that be an over–the–top display of ‘filial piety? It might really piss

wry smile, ruffling her

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