The Three Little Guardian Angels

Chapter 2045 Cameron‘s smile faded. 

Nollace did not stay to hear her answer. He picked his jacket up and left. He was certain that the answer was only going to be yes. 

Cameron waited until he disappeared into the door to lean against her chair, her mood pensive and thoughtful. A woman approached her from the side and informed her, “Mr. Cameron? Ms. Serrano invited you on a date in a restaurant.” A smile shadowed Cameron‘s lips. “And she couldn‘t even wait.” 

The venue was devoid of other patrons. Clearly, Florence had the whole establishment cleared out just for her. Now, her bodyguards stood outside like a row of samurais. 

Cameron brought two women with her. She found Florence refining her make–up from her seat, her eyes staring at a compact mirror. “Ah, Cameron! You kept me waiting for a little too long.” The cap on her lipstick clicked. She looked up and flashed Cameron her most seductive smile. 

Cameron pulled a chair out, sat, and chortled. “That‘s your winning make–up? You wouldn‘t be out of place if you stood outside a brothel! It doesn‘t look good on you at all, Ms. Serrano.” 

b*stard suggest something like this!? She took a deep breath and made sure her smile did not falter. “Look, Cameron. We‘re gonna be married very soon, aren‘t we? Are these really the things you should say to your future wife?”

nightmares every night if my wife looks like you.”

Dare I say it? Unless you‘re impotent.” Cameron‘s outward indifference made Florence break out a self–satisfied laugh. “Oops, did I just get it right on the

was visibly upset. “Please watch your words,

How are you so sure about me never seeing anyone? Why would I ever tell you?” Florence was quiet. She had indeed never gone out of her

seductive and alluring as Florence?

I have made a mistake, after all,” she suddenly said. “I‘d like to apologize.”

Cameron. The latter stared at it but said nothing. Florence raised her own cup. “You wouldn‘t mind a toast, would

and sniffed its content. A smile crept onto her lips–a smile that did not reach her eyes. “Bold of you to try such a typical, underhanded trick on me while I‘m right here, Ms.