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

Tve known about your background for a long time.”

Arnold’s eyes reddened with her pushing him away like that, he couldn’t help but spit it out, “But what of it? I still like you; I still look forward to seeing you.”

Camille was taken aback; her defenses cracked at his words, “You’ve been checking up on me?! Arnold, are you letting your detective instincts take over with me?!”

“I just wanted to know more of you!”

Arnold, desperate, gripped her shoulders tightly, “Camille, do you think I’m doing all this for fun? I’m doing it to get closer 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 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 could he possibly not accept you? Why shouldn’t he?!”

Camille felt a sour tightness in her chest and closed her eyes, shaking her head in denial, pushing 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 waste your time on me.”

The stubborn woman! Was she trying to kill him with frustration?!

Anold’s breath came in heavy, ragged gasps, his handsome face flushing red

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. You should go back. I’m very tired and need to rest.

badge, you still have it, right? I

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stiffened, her heart pierced by

“Alright”

she reached into her jacket pocket and slowly drew out the badge she kept close to her heart. Clutching it tightly in her palm, then she turned around.

Amold, looking intensely at her,

the badge in his palm, her lips pale with tension. As she attempted

off guard, she stumbled into his

with a fervent kiss, deepening it with every second,

senses blurred, her body tingling with a current of electricity as she embraced him, lost in the moment.

tracing her jaw, a crooked smile playing on his lips. “You turned white just now, were you scared? Scared

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

also something you picked up

helplessness, holding her close again, “What’s the use of the whole world being right if I don’t like it? I

hesitations and fears were shattered by

be my girl,

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.”

few

tumultuous emotions within her. Tears streamed

world burst into

cradled the back of her neck and

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

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

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

back.

“Ugh, I’m beat.”

like a beautiful robot short–circuited, “How can there be

second thoughts before you’ve even taken the

chuckled 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 really feel

Ha, that word doesn’t exist

just going to do it; I’m going to excel. Just like when I took over K

my Evadne shines

father

hands frantically, trying to dodge the suggestion, “If you really gave it to me, wouldn’t

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might really piss Mr. Frederic Abernathy off.

smile, ruffling her

we heard from Arnold yet? Do you think he and Camille hit it off? Maybe they went ahead and did what grown–ups do when they’re in love?”

musings, “Broad daylight, I doubt it. Plus,

what does daylight have to do with it? When you men are in the mood, being able

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