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.

stopped liking her, if their love faced opposition from the

known about your background

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

her defenses cracked at his words, “You’ve been checking up on me?! Arnold,

just wanted to know more of

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

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

she trying to kill him with

in heavy, ragged gasps, his handsome

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?

thing‘ Arnold’s cold voice came from behind her, “My badge, you still have it, right? I have

pierced by a sharp icicle

“Alright”

out the badge she kept close to

was Amold, looking intensely at her, extending his

badge in his palm, her lips pale with tension. As she attempted to retract her hand, his strong grasp

off guard, she stumbled into his embrace.

without hesitation, wrapped his arms around her waist and sealed her lips with a fervent

with a current of electricity as she

Arnold reluctantly broke the kiss, his fingers gently tracing her jaw, a crooked smile playing on his lips. “You turned white just now,

that confidence from?” Camille’s eyes brimmed with tears, her voice choked with emotion.

also something you picked up from your

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 you. What I love is

all hesitations and fears were shattered

be my girl, will ya?

take care of you. All that you’ve lost, all that you’ve never had, let me find it for you,

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

could no longer hold back the tumultuous emotions within her. Tears streamed down her face as she

Amold felt as if the whole world burst into a kaleidoscope of

back of her neck and kissed

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

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

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

“Ugh, I’m beat.”

robot short–circuited, “How can there be so much

thoughts before you’ve even

who’s been there: this is

that word doesn’t exist in Evadne’s

do it; I’m 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,

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

your father aren’t on the

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

wry smile, ruffling her hair affectionately.

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