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

lips sparked excitement in mille’s heart. Was Bernard into

Enked arms with Bernard and led him into

but refrained from shaking Camille off rudely. Instead, he glanced

expression was unreadable.

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

long table set with flowers, wine, and candlelight, with a chair on each side. Was this

she pulled out a chair

chat. I’ll be here,” she said as she put on earphones and immersed herself in

as he

to comprehend the situation. How could his secretary be so audacious?

words. Whether it was her imagination or not, Bernard seemned oddly attentive to his secretary. He was occasionally stealing glances her way.

have immediately asked the waiter

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

was shattered by the unwelcome presence

charting leisurely. Meanwhile, her