Under the heiress facade

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Alarm bells were going off in Camille’s mind, but she flashed a smile and asked, “And who might this be?”

“I’m his secretary,” Hera replied casually,

“What’s your last name? You look young, like a 17 or 18–year–old teenager,” Camille probed further.

“You don’t have to know.” Hera telt irritated as she glanced at their hands. Was this just a handshake or were they holding hands?

Taken aback by Hera’s response, Camille remained silent.

Bernard was caught off guard by Hera’s proactive disclosure of her identity, though her tone carried a hint of displeasure. Was she jealous? He smirked and deliberately prolonged the handshake.

“Mr. Killian, you’ve got quite an interesting secretary,” Camille remarked with a faint smile. She attempted to withdraw her hand, but Bernard’s grip lingered

on Bernard’s lips sparked excitement in mille’s heart. Was Bernard into her too?

moment, Camille Enked arms with Bernard and

shot a disdainful look at their hands but refrained from shaking Camille off rudely. Instead, he glanced at Hera, who was following

expression was unreadable.

the same time,

with flowers, wine, and candlelight, with a chair on each

grew. Spotting a lounge area, she pulled out a chair and seated herself at

she put on earphones

silent as

be so audacious? And shouldn’t a secretary like her be outside to assist

Bernard didn’t express his opinion, and Camille was at a loss for words. Whether it was her imagination or not, Bernard seemned oddly attentive to his

anyone else, they would have immediately asked the

Camille’s upbringing didn’t allow her to do so. She signaled the waiter to

Camille’s anticipated romantic date was shattered by the unwelcome presence

occasionally caught glimpses of Camille and Bernard charting leisurely. Meanwhile, her phone screen displayed an alarming 50% error rate in her game.