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.

their love faced opposition from the whole world,

background for

spit it out, “But

words, “You’ve been checking up on me?!

wanted to know more of

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

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, how can I compare? It’s different. Don’t waste

Was she trying to kill him with frustration?!

came in heavy, ragged gasps, his handsome face flushing red

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

it, right? I have an important

her heart pierced by a sharp

“Alright”

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

Amold, looking intensely

As she attempted to retract her hand, his strong grasp suddenly

off guard, she stumbled

without hesitation, wrapped his arms around her waist and sealed her lips with a fervent kiss, deepening it with every second, his desire for possession

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

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

confidence from?” Camille’s

that stubbornness also something you picked up from your mentor?”

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

fears were shattered

my girl, will ya?

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

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

her.

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

neck and

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

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

executives, and grappling with the group’s

“Ugh, I’m beat.”

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

you’ve even

is just the beginning. Once you

that word doesn’t exist

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,

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 give Abernathy Hotel to you? You’d surely breathe new life into

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

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

out a wry smile, ruffling

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