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.

if their love faced opposition from the whole world, she would rather avoid

your background for

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

defenses cracked at his words, “You’ve been checking up on me?! Arnold, are you letting your detective instincts take

know more

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

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

stubborn woman! Was she trying to kill

came in heavy, ragged gasps, his handsome face flushing

forcing 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

cold voice came from behind her, “My badge, you still have it, right? I have

stiffened, her heart pierced by a

“Alright”

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

Amold, looking intensely at her, extending his

palm, her lips pale with tension. As she attempted to retract her hand, his strong grasp suddenly enveloped hers, pulling her

guard, she stumbled into his embrace.

with a

body tingling with a current of

kiss, his 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

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

you picked up from your mentor?”

with a 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

that moment, all hesitations and fears were shattered by his unwavering

be my girl,

me love you, cherish you, take care of you. All

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

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

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

the back of her neck and kissed her deeply, their

swamped with work handovers from Cassius, which was why she couldn’t make it

create an opportunity for him and Camille to meet. Even if Cupid was willing, without sight, how could

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

“Ugh, I’m beat.”

can there be so much

before you’ve even taken the reins?”

been there: this is just the beginning. Once you officially take over, a myriad of

word doesn’t

I took over K

adored her feisty spirit, kissing her forehead, “Looking back, none can rival you; in a league of your own, my Evadne shines

and 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 bear the thought of

out a wry smile, ruffling

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