His Ex Wife Is A Billionaire

Chapter 678

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

known about your background for a

out,

at his words, “You’ve been checking up on

know more of

to get 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. If they aren’t open–minded, then no one in the world is. My dad accepted Cassius‘ preference for men; he accepted Thaddeus, who once hurt Evadne, so how

son of the Bright family, and Thaddeus is the CEO of the Abernathy group, both paragons

trying to kill him with

came in heavy, ragged gasps, his

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

behind her, “My badge, you still have it, right? I have an important meeting at the courthouse later, and everyone needs to wear theirs. Give it back to

heart pierced by a sharp icicle of pain.

“Alright”

a whisper, she reached into her jacket pocket and slowly drew out the badge

there was Amold, looking intensely at her, extending his

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

guard, she stumbled

her lips with a fervent kiss, deepening it

a current of electricity as she embraced him, lost

tracing her jaw, a crooked smile playing on his lips. “You turned white just now, were you scared? Scared

confidence from?” Camille’s eyes

stubbornness also something you picked up

again, “What’s the use of the whole world being

that moment, all hesitations and fears were shattered by

my girl, will ya?

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

Amold’s strong suit. These few lines, hard–won from

no longer hold back the tumultuous emotions within her. Tears streamed down

the whole world burst into a kaleidoscope of colors,

cradled the back of her neck and kissed

she couldn’t make it to the Elmsworth rendezvous with Camille. Instead, she sent Arnold to pick up some clothes.

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

skimming project proposals, delving into the profiles of corporate executives, and grappling with the group’s financial situation. Although Thaddeus was there to assist, she was still left with a spinning

“Ugh, I’m beat.”

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

before you’ve even taken the reins?”

who’s been there: this is just the beginning. Once you officially take over, a myriad

that word doesn’t

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

her forehead, “Looking back, none can rival you; in a league of your own, my Evadne shines as the queen

father aren’t on the best terms, but let’s not overdo it.”

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

let out a wry smile, ruffling

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