Under the heiress facade

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Chapter 87

Lost in thought, Douglas nulled over Bernard’s words. A supposed weakling capable of executing enemies in special ops? Vulnerable and isolated within the Killian family?

Wasn’t he the one who disregarded family ties and intentionally seized control of the family business to undermine the Killian family? Yet he said he was forced to go along with Chad’s demands?

“Boss, it’s a real shame you’re not an actor!” Douglas thought.

Douglas noticed all eyes on him, including Tiramisu’s. What was with Bernard’s death stare?

“I didn’t hear a thing. Carry on, you two,” Douglas quipped

Hera and Bernard were speechless.

At nightfall, on the

the top floor of the Luxent Hotel, Camille stood by the flour–to–ceiling window in a champagne–colored feathered gown. She gazed out at the city’s night view

flowers, fine wine, candlelight,

a date with your dream guy,” Amelia said, handing her a glass

gracefully, taking the champagne and

they finished their champagne, Amelia handed Camille a card. “Make the most of this date,

the card, realizing it was a room

want aman. You’ve waited for him for six years. Do you want to wait another six?

hesitated for a moment but accepted the

laid eyes on him

in the army.

of waiting had led to this moment. Of course, she had to make the most of it. But her upbringing taught her to be reserved and maintain the family’s dignity.

it’s about time. I’ll leave you to it. Good luck on your date.” Amelia checked

at the room keycard in her hand. But what outweighed her hesitation was

card and went to touch up her makeup in

“Mr. Killian has arrived and is on his way

Camille tipped the waiter before letting him leave. She then took the emergency exit, descended

elevators opened one

side was slightly late, and she happened to see Bernard stepping out of the adjacent elevator.