His Ex Wife Is A Billionaire

Chapter 678

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.

one day Arnold changed his mind, stopped liking her, if their love faced opposition from the whole

about your background for a long time.”

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

up on me?! Arnold, are you letting your detective instincts take over with

know

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

second son of the Bright family, and Thaddeus

Was she trying to kill him with frustration?!

ragged gasps, his handsome face flushing

so she asked you to pick up Dr. Bright’s tailored suit? I had my assistant pack it,

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

her heart pierced by a sharp icicle of pain.

“Alright”

drew out the badge she kept close to her heart. Clutching it tightly in her palm, then

intensely at her, extending his hand.

pale with tension. As she attempted to retract her hand, his strong grasp

she stumbled

arms around her waist and sealed her lips with a fervent kiss, deepening

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

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

confidence from?” Camille’s eyes brimmed with

also something you picked up from

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 you.

moment, all hesitations and fears

girl, will ya?

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

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

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

burst into a kaleidoscope of colors,

neck and kissed

it to the Elmsworth rendezvous with Camille. Instead, she sent Arnold to

opportunity for him and Camille to meet. Even

through half a day, skimming project proposals, delving into the profiles of corporate executives, and grappling with the group’s financial situation. Although Thaddeus was there to

“Ugh, I’m beat.”

slumped into her man’s embrace, like a beautiful robot short–circuited, “How can there be so much to do? Did Cassius even

thoughts before you’ve even taken

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 really feel

word doesn’t exist

face, pouting cutely. “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. Look at me now, results

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

go there. I know you and your father aren’t on the best terms, but

hands frantically, trying 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

let out a wry smile, ruffling

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