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

smile on Bernard’s lips sparked excitement in mille’s heart.

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

hands but refrained from shaking Camille off rudely. Instead, he glanced at Hera, who

was unreadable.

Hera was feeling irritated. But at the same time, she was unwilling to leave them alone

into the private room, where she saw a long table set with flowers, wine, and candlelight, with a

Spotting a lounge area, she pulled out

she put on earphones and immersed herself in

remained silent as he observed Hera.

struggled to comprehend the situation. How could his secretary be so audacious? And shouldn’t a secretary like her

was her imagination or not,

have immediately asked the

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

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

caught glimpses of Camille and Bernard charting leisurely. Meanwhile, her phone screen displayed an alarming