Under the heiress facade

Seeing Camille approach him, Bernard decisively hung up the video call and put away his phone.

She smiled. "Bernie, who were you video chatting with?"

She wore a Chanel classic black and white tweed suit, with her long hair cascading down her back. At the top of her head was a black beret. She appeared elegant and exuded a gentle and charming temperament.

"It's none of your business," Bernard replied coldly. Then, he turned around and walked in the opposite direction of the corridor.

Sensing his coldness, Camille felt a hint of bitterness.

When he was video chatting just now, his eyes were filled with tenderness. But as soon as she came over, he instantly became indifferent.

She wished Bernard could look at her with such tender eyes as well.

"Wait for me, Bernie." Camille wanted to catch up with Bernard. However, she was wearing high heels and couldn't walk quickly. He had no intention of waiting for her either.

Suddenly, one of her high heels tilted, and she almost fell. She held onto the pillar in time, feeling a stinging pain in her foot.

for me!

He soon walked out of the corridor,

no choice but to take some time to

while, she heard footsteps from the other end of the corridor. She thought Bernard had returned and

had come to her at Bernard's instruction. It proved that Bernard wasn't so heartless

for a blind date. He'd be angry if Camille

Camille d stated, "I accidentally sprained my foot.

thought it was her

was speechless for

hurts, and it seems to be swollen," she explained as

it inconvenient, she would

appeared to be serious,

just sit here and wait for it to recover, right? Everyone is waiting for you." Camille

staring at Bernard's chat box. She heard the woman's voice just now. It was

at that time. He directly hung up the video call