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.” 

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

eyes. “I think I‘ll be getting nightmares every night if

Florence. Rage flickered in her eyes, but her father‘s order compelled her to suppress the mutiny. She gnashed her teeth and forced a smile. “Listen, Cameron. The fact that I‘m willing to marry you means I think you‘re worth it! Unless... 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 first try? Tsk, tsk. How old are you, Cameron? You‘ve never seen anyone all your life! What

standing behind Cameron was visibly upset. “Please watch your words, Ms. Serrano.”

took a good look at Cameron. “I mean, everyone loves a pretty boy. You‘re a pretty boy, aren‘t you? That’s the d*ck women love sucking.” Cameron laced her fingers together and set them on the table. “And? How are you so sure about me never seeing anyone? Why would

could a man like Cameron feel nothing about a woman as seductive and alluring as Florence? Was there something even

made a mistake, after all,” she

of wine and pushed it to Cameron. The latter stared at it but said nothing. Florence raised her own cup. “You

crept onto her lips–a smile that did not reach