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

your background

spit it out, “But

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

to know more of

desperate, gripped her shoulders tightly, “Camille, do you think I’m doing all this for fun? I’m doing it 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

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

Was she trying to kill him with frustration?!

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

I have an important meeting at the courthouse later,

stiffened, her heart pierced by a

“Alright”

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

intensely at her, extending

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

guard, she stumbled into his

her lips with a fervent kiss, deepening it with

a current of

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

something you picked up from

helplessness, holding her close again, “What’s the use of the whole world being right if I don’t like it? I only love you. What I love

moment, all hesitations and fears

my girl,

with a sincerity as bright as the stars, “From now on, let me love you, cherish you, take care of you. All that you’ve lost, all that you’ve never had,

few

hold back the tumultuous emotions within her. Tears streamed down her face as she gave a slight nod

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

gently cradled the back of her neck and kissed

was why she couldn’t make it to the Elmsworth rendezvous with Camille. Instead,

was secondary, 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?

profiles of corporate executives, and grappling with the group’s financial situation. Although Thaddeus was there to assist,

“Ugh, I’m beat.”

can there be so much to do? Did Cassius even live a human

before you’ve

heads up from someone who’s been there: this is just

that word doesn’t exist in Evadne’s life dictionary.”

I’m going to excel. Just like when I took over K Hotel. I said rd outdo you guys at Abernathy

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

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

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.”

a wry smile, ruffling

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