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.

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

background for a long

her pushing him away like that, he couldn’t help but spit it out, “But

“You’ve been checking up on me?! Arnold, are you letting your detective instincts take over with

wanted to know more of you!”

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

him away with her hands on his heaving chest, “Dr. Bright is the second son of the

trying

came in heavy, ragged gasps, his handsome

Evadne couldn’t make it, so she asked you to pick up Dr. Bright’s tailored suit? I had my assistant pack

voice came from behind her, “My badge, you still have it, right? I have an important meeting at the courthouse

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

looking intensely at her,

attempted to retract

guard, she stumbled into

his arms around her waist and sealed her lips with a fervent kiss, deepening it with every second, his desire for

with a current of electricity as she

jaw, a crooked smile playing on his lips. “You turned white just

from?” Camille’s eyes brimmed with tears, her voice choked

that stubbornness also something you picked

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 you. What I love is the best thing in the

moment, all hesitations and fears were shattered by his unwavering

girl, will

you, cherish 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 this chance.”

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

could no longer hold back the tumultuous emotions within her.

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

the back of her neck and kissed her deeply, their

with work handovers from Cassius, which was why she couldn’t make it to the Elmsworth rendezvous with Camille. Instead, she sent Arnold to pick up

opportunity for him and Camille to meet. Even if Cupid was willing,

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

“Ugh, I’m beat.”

into her man’s embrace, like a beautiful robot short–circuited, “How can there

before you’ve even taken

softly, his hands gently massaging her temples, “Let me give you a heads up from someone who’s been there: this is just the beginning. Once you officially take over, a myriad of tasks will await you. Then, you can

word doesn’t exist in Evadne’s life

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, results shining bright, huh?”

Evadne shines as the queen she is. What if I just

I know you and your father aren’t on

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

wry smile, ruffling her

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