Mistaken Marriage, Unexpected Love

As soon as Camila sat down, the door to the private room was pushed open.

Camila raised her head and saw Willie. Behind him was a tall, familiar figure.

The moment Isaac stepped inside the room, Camila’s jaw dropped and her whole body went stiff.

Harrell stood up and greeted Isaac respectfully. “Mr. Johnston.” Isaac’s eyes swept past Harrell and landed on Camila, who was behind him.

He had never seen this woman wear makeup since they met. She always wore conservative clothes, and she never wore anything attention-seeking.

Yet now, she wore light makeup and a bright red dress. The halter neck accentuated her slender shoulders, making her look even more charming.

Noticing that Camila didn’t move, Harrell pulled her and whispered, “Stand up and greet him properly. This is Mr. Johnston.”

touched Camila’s arm, Isaac’s expression darkened. If he wasn’t a rational-thinking man,

up. The body-hugging dress perfectly showed off

alluring, like a

mind went blank. Never in her wildest

known, she never would’ve agreed to

he asked Camila to pull out a chair for their esteemed guest. Camila broke out in a cold sweat, and her palms felt clammy. Why was she so afraid

her countless times, or because she had learned to be careful around

be, Camila

pretend not to know Isaac. She quietly pulled out a chair for him and murmured, “Mr.

down. When Camila was about to return to her seat, Isaac suddenly grabbed her hand. It was

the one asking for help would

them to get what they were