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.

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

about your background for a long

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

“You’ve been checking up on me?! Arnold, are you letting

know more

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,

“Dr. Bright is the second son of the Bright family, and

trying to kill

in heavy, ragged gasps, his handsome face

herself to harden her heart and turn away. “I heard 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 had my assistant pack it, she’ll give it to you.

have it, right? I have an important meeting at

her heart pierced by a sharp icicle

“Alright”

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 at

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

stumbled

around her waist and sealed her lips with a

blurred, her body tingling with a current of electricity as she

fingers gently tracing her jaw, a crooked smile 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

get that confidence from?” Camille’s eyes brimmed with tears, her

something you picked up from your mentor?”

“What’s the use of the whole world being right if I don’t like it? I only love you. What I love is the best thing in the

hesitations and fears were shattered by his unwavering

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

few lines, hard–won from his heart’s depths, were his

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

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

and kissed

she couldn’t make it to the Elmsworth rendezvous with Camille.

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

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

“Ugh, I’m beat.”

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

you’ve even taken

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

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

“Just watch me. I’m not just going to 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.

a league of your own, my Evadne shines as the queen she is. What if I just

father aren’t on the

“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

let out a wry smile,

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