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

in mille’s heart. Was Bernard into

the moment, Camille Enked arms with Bernard and led him into

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

was

the same time, she was unwilling to leave them alone

private room, where she saw a long table set with flowers, wine, and candlelight, with a chair on each side. Was this for medical consultation or romantic

grew. Spotting a lounge area, she pulled out a chair

said as she put on earphones and immersed

as he

be so audacious? And shouldn’t a secretary like her be outside to assist Douglas rather than intruding into

it was her imagination or

would have immediately

out such an unprofessional employee. But Camille’s upbringing didn’t allow her to do so. She signaled the waiter

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

Bernard charting leisurely. Meanwhile, her phone screen displayed an alarming 50% error