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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

excitement in mille’s heart.

Camille Enked arms with Bernard and led him into the

look at their hands but refrained from shaking Camille

expression was

to him, Hera was feeling irritated. But at the same time, she

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

area, she pulled out a chair and seated herself at the table’s center.

chat. I’ll be here,” she said as she

remained silent as

mirrored his silence, her thoughts racing as she struggled to comprehend the situation. How could his secretary be so audacious? And shouldn’t a secretary like her be

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

else, they would have immediately asked the waiter to

to do so. She signaled the waiter to bring another set

shattered by the unwelcome presence

leisurely. Meanwhile,