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.

wait for me! I

He soon walked out of the corridor,

take

of the corridor. She thought Bernard had returned and looked up excitedly, but it

it wasn't Bernard, Camille was still happy because she assumed Douglas had come to her at Bernard's instruction. It proved that Bernard wasn't so heartless toward her. "Ms.

for a blind date. He'd be angry

"I accidentally sprained my foot. It

thought it

was speechless for

swollen," she explained as she took off one

would have removed her socks to show him that

Camille appeared to be serious, Douglas nodded and

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

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

He directly hung up the video call and texted her: "I have something to do.