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His Ex wife is a billionaire Chapter 678

    <b>Chapter </b><b>678 </b>


    <b>As </b>Arnold spoke, his muscr arms wrapped around her slender waist, pulling her closer with an increasingly tight grip that seemed <b>to </b>fear her sl*pping away again.


    Camille felt a ticklish warmth spread through her, her voice soft; she was yfullyining yet more of saying in <b>a </b>coquettish way, “You do realize you’re like a thief, don’t you? Quite perceptive of yourself.”


    <b>“</b><b>Camille</b><b>.</b><b>” </b>


    He called her name again, his voiceced with an addictive quality that brought a rosy hue to her pale cheeks, “Actually, you’re a <b>thief </b>too. A thief who stole my heart.”


    Camille had heard her mentor asionally mention her family. He said she had an older brother who, despite his dashing good looks, spoke the most cheesy pick–up lines that were oddly endearing.


    Now, she could see her mentor hadn’t been exaggerating.


    Seeing her silent, Arnold grew anxious and turned her to face him, “Are you still mad at me?”


    Arnold Ashbourne.”


    The way Camille suddenly used his full name made him even more nervous, his Adam’s apple bobbing uncontrobly.


    “I’m the illegitimate daughter of the Evert family; my background isn’t something to be proud of. The Evert family hassle me so frequently, it’s a wonder I find any peace. Someone like me isn’t a good match to you. Being with me, you’ll never have a day’s


    rest.”


    As she spoke<b>, </b>a pain throbbed in her chest, as if she were being forced to carve off a piece of her heart, “You deserve…better. Perhaps out of sympathy or pity, you felt the need to protect me. But once the intensity fades, you’ll see. Love is just a fleeting illusion that brings nothing but trouble. With your privileged background, even if you don’t seek out nobility, you could find ady <b>from </b><b>a </b>reputable, well–read family. My life is full of blemishes. And what you see today is just the tip of the iceberg.”


    Camille<b>, </b><b>a </b>top fashion designer<b>, </b>used her wlessly cool demeanor and her dazzling creations to mask her intense inner turmoil and insecurity.


    <b>She </b>felt rootless, like a drifting weed, never able to proudly tell anyone that she was a child of the Evert family.


    <b>It </b>wasn’t that she was blind to Arnold’s virtues or his genuine love for her, but the deep–seated sense of unworthiness tore at her <b>heart </b>day and night, forcing her to stay alert.


    If one day Arnold changed his mind<b>, </b>stopped liking her<b>, </b>if their love faced opposition from the whole world<b>, </b>she would rather avoid <b>that </b><b>beginning </b>altogether<b>. </b>


    <b>Tve </b><b>known </b>about <b>your </b>background for <b>a </b>long time<b>.</b>”


    Arnold’s eyes reddened <b>with </b>her pushing him <b>away </b>like <b>that</b>, <b>he </b><b>couldn’t </b>help but spit it <b>out</b>, “But <b>what </b><b>of </b><b>it</b>? I still like you; I still look forward <b>to </b>seeing you.”


    <b>Camille </b><b>was </b><b>taken </b>aback; <b>her </b>defenses <b>cracked </b><b>at </b><b>his </b>words, “You’ve been checking <b>up </b>on me?! Arnold<b>, </b>are you letting <b>your </b><b>detective </b><b>instincts </b><b>take over </b><b>with </b><b>me</b><b>?!</b>”


    <b>“</b><b>I </b>just <b>wanted </b><b>to </b><b>know </b>more <b>of </b>you!<b>” </b>


    Arnold, desperate, gripped <b>her </b><b>shoulders </b><b>tightly</b>, “Camille, <b>do </b><b>you </b><b>think </b>I’m <b>doing </b><b>all </b><b>this </b><b>for </b><b>fun</b><b>? </b><b>I’m </b><b>doing </b>it to <b>get </b>closer <b>to </b>you, <b>to </b><b>reach </b>your heart, <b>to </b>be <b>with </b><b>you</b>! <b>I </b><b>know </b>what <b>you’re </b>worried about, but it will <b>never </b>happen. You’re Evadne’s best <b>friend</b><b>, </b><b>and </b><b>she’s </b><b>told </b>me more <b>than </b><b>once </b>how much <b>she </b>wants <b>you </b><b>as </b><b>her </b><b>sister</b><b>–</b><b>in</b><b>–</bw. <b>As </b>for <b>my </b><b>family</b><b>, </b><b>and </b><b>my </b><b>father</b>, <b>you </b><b>have </b><b>nothing </b><b>to </b>fear. If <b>they </b><b>aren’t </b>open–minded, <b>then no </b><b>one </b><b>in </b><b>the </b>world is. <b>My </b><b>dad </b><b>epted </b><b>Cassius</b>‘ <b>preference </b><b>for </b><b>men</b><b>; </b>he <b>epted </b><b>Thaddeus</b>, who once hurt <b>Evadne</b><b>, </b><b>so </b><b>how </b>could <b>he </b>possibly not <b>ept </b>you<b>? </b><b>Why </b><b>shouldn’t </b>he<b>?!</b>”


    Camille felt a sour tightness in her chest and closed <b>her </b><b>eyes</b>, <b>shaking </b><b>her </b><b>head </b><b>in </b><b>denial</b><b>, </b><b>pushing </b><b>him </b>away <b>with </b><b>her </b>hands <b>on </b><b>his </b>heaving chest, “Dr. Bright <b>is </b>the second <b>son </b><b>of </b><b>the </b><b>Bright </b><b>family</b><b>, </b>and <b>Thaddeus </b>is the <b>CEO </b><b>of </b><b>the </b><b>Abernathy </b>group, <b>both </b>paragons among <b>men</b>. What am I, how can Ipare<b>? </b>It’s different. Don’t <b>waste </b>your time on <b>me</b>.<b>” </b>


    The stubborn woman! Was she <b>trying </b><b>to </b>kill him <b>with </b><b>frustration</b><b>?! </b>


    Anold’s <b>breath </b>came in heavy<b>, </b>ragged gasps<b>, </b><b>his </b>handsome face flushing <b>red </b>


    Camille looked down, forcing herself to harden her heart and <b>turn </b>away. <b>“</b>I heard from <b>my </b>assistant that you came to pick up some clothing? Is it because Evadne couldn’t make it, so she asked you <b>to </b><b>pick </b>up <b>Dr. </b><b>Bright’s </b>tailored suit? I <b>had </b><b>my </b>assistant pack it, she’ll give it to you. You should go back. <b>I’m </b>very <b>tired </b>and need to rest.


    “Not just that, there’s another <b>thing</b>‘ Arnold’s cold voice came from behind her, “My badge, you still have it, right? I have an important meeting at <b>the </b>courthouseter, <b>and </b>everyone needs to wear theirs. Give it <b>back </b>to me


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    Camille stiffened, her heart pierced by <b>a </b>sharp icicle of pain.


    “Alright”


    Her voice barely a whisper, she reached into her jacket pocket and slowly drew out the badge she kept close to her heart. Clutching it tightly in her palm, then she turned around.


    And there was Amold, looking intensely at her, extending his hand.


    Camille ced the badge in his palm, her l*ps pale with tension. As she attempted to retract her hand, his strong grasp suddenly enveloped hers, pulling her forcefully.


    Caught off guard, she stumbled into his embrace.


    Amold, without hesitation, wrapped his arms around her waist and sealed her l*ps with a fervent k*ss, deepening it with every second, his desire for possession swirling between them.


    Camille’s senses blurred, her b*dy tingling with a current of electricity as she embraced him, lost in the moment.


    After what felt like an eternity, Arnold reluctantly broke the k*ss, his fingers gently tracing her jaw, a crooked smile ying on his l*ps. “You turned white just now, were you scared? Scared that I’d really leave, that I’d really take it back. Am I right?”


    Tm not, where do you get that confidence from?” Camille’s eyes brimmed with tears, her voice choked with emotion.


    is that stubbornness also something you picked up from your mentor?”


    Amold sighed with a mix of adoration and helplessness, holding her close again, “What’s the use of the whole world being right if I don’t like it? I only love you. What I love is the best thing in the world.”


    In that moment, all hesitations and fears were shattered by his unwavering choice.


    “Camille, be my girl, will ya?


    Amold’s eyes gleamed with a sincerity as bright as the stars, “From now on, let me love you, cherish you, take care of <b>you</b>. All <b>that </b>you’ve lost, all that you’ve never had, <b>let </b>me find it for you, piece by piece. Please, give me this chance.”


    Fancy words of love were never Amold’s strong suit. These few lines, hard–won from his heart’s depths, were his limit.


    Finally, Camille could no longer hold back the tumultuous emotions within her. Tears streamed down her face as she gave a slight nod


    In that moment, Amold felt as if the whole world burst into a kaleidoscope of colors, fireworks exploding in brilliant splendor.


    He gently cradled the back of her n*eck and k*ssed her deeply, their embrace tender and passionate.


    Today, Evadne was swamped with work handovers from Cassius, which was why she couldn’t make <b>it </b><b>to </b>the Elmsworth rendezvous with Camille. Instead, she sent Arnold to pick up some clothes.


    Getting the clothes was secondary, the main agenda was to create an opportunity for him and Camille to meet. Even <b>if </b>Cupid was willing, without sight, how could sparks of love ignite<b>? </b>


    Evadne slogged through half a day, skimming project proposals<b>, </b>delving into the profiles of corporate executives<b>, </b>and grappling with the group’s financial situation. Although Thaddeus <b>was </b>there <b>to </b>assist<b>, </b>she was still left <b>with </b>a spinning head <b>and </b>aching


    back<b>. </b>


    <b>“</b><b>Ugh</b><b>, </b>I’m beat.”


    The petite woman slumped into her <b>man’s </b><b>embrace</b>, like <b>a </b><b>beautiful </b>robot short–circuited<b>, </b><b>“</b>How can <b>there </b>be <b>so </b>much <b>to </b><b>do</b><b>? </b>Did Cassius even live <b>a </b>human life before<b>?</b><b>” </b>


    <b>“</b>Having second thoughts before you’ve even taken the <b>reins</b><b>?</b><b>” </b>


    Thaddeus chuckled softly<b>, </b><b>his </b>hands gently massaging her <b>temples</b>, “Let <b>me </b><b>give you </b><b>a </b><b>heads </b><b>up </b>from someone <b>who’s </b><b>been </b>there: this is just the beginning. Once you officially take <b>over</b><b>, </b><b>a </b><b>myriad </b><b>of </b>tasks <b>will </b>await you. <b>Then</b><b>, </b><b>you </b><b>can </b><b>really </b><b>feel </b><b>the </b>pressure.”


    “Second thoughts? Ha, <b>that </b>word doesn’t exist in <b>Evadne’s </b>life <b>dictionary</b>.”


    Evadne raised her face, pouting cutely. <b>“</b>Just watch me. I’m <b>not </b>just <b>going </b><b>to </b><b>do </b><b>it</b><b>; </b><b>I’m </b><b>going </b><b>to </b>excel. Just like <b>when </b><b>I </b>took over K Hotel. I said rd outdo you <b>guys </b>at Abernathy Hotel, and I meant it. Look at <b>me </b><b>now</b><b>, </b>results shining <b>bright</b>, huh<b>?</b>”


    Thaddeus adored her feisty spirit, k*ssing her forehead, “Looking back, none <b>can rival </b>you; <b>in </b>a league of your own, <b>my </b>Evadne shines as the queen she is. What if I just give Abernathy Hotel to you? You’d surely breathe new life into it.”


    “Umm, let’s not go there. I know you and your father aren’t on the best terms, but let’s not overdo it.”


    Evadne waved her hands frantically<b>, </b>trying to dodge the suggestion, “If you really gave it <b>to </b>me, wouldn’t that be an over–<b>the</b>–top


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    disy of ‘<b>filial </b>piety? It might <b>really </b>piss <b>Mr. </b>Frederic Abernathy off. I couldn’t bear the thought of being responsible <b>for </b><b>that</b>.”


    Thaddeus let out a wry smile, ruffling her hair affectionately.


    “Why haven’t we heard from Arnold yet? Do you think he and Camille hit it off? Maybe they went ahead and did what grown–ups do when they’re in love?” Evadne’s mind raced with excitement, squirming in her man’s arms.


    Thaddeus replied seriously to her cheeky musings, “Broad daylight, I doubt it. Plus, it’s Arnold’s first love; he probably <b>isn’t </b>that bold?


    “Arnold’s a brave one, his wild soul just caged in a prosecutor’s uniform.” Evadne turned over to pin the man down, her fingers teasing his pronounced Adam’s apple, “Besides, what does daylight have to do with it? When you men are in the mood, being able to pick a spot is already something, let alone caring about the time of day.”


    Thaddeus swallowed hard, his eyes darkening. For <b>a </b>couple still in a middle of infatuation period, her words were a clear invitation, and his restless hand had already begun its silent journey up her thigh.


    Suddenly, Evadne’s phone rang, shattering the building atmosphere of desire. Clutching his n*eck, she answered the phone, “Arnold, finally a peep from you! Did you see Camille?”


    “Evadne,e out with Thaddeus. We’re at your front door.”


    As the couple stepped hand in hand out of the Silveke Harbor estate, they were stunned. Beneath a sky painted with the glorious golden hues of sunset, Arnold was embracing Camille, their l*ps locked in a public disy of affection.


    “Whoa, whoa, WHOA!!” Evadne yelped with electric excitement!


    Her shout pierced the sweet bubble they were in, causing Camille to hurriedly push Arnold away, her face ame with embarrassment.


    Thaddeus squeezed Evadne’s trembling, excited hand, “Calm down, you’ve scared Ms. Evert.”


    “I can’t calm down! I’ve got a sister–inw! I’ve got another sister–inw!” Evadne beamed, yfully punching his chest.


    Arnold, unfazed, confidently took Camille’s hand and brought her over.


    “Evadne, let me introduce you once again.”


    He turned <b>to </b>his beloved, his voice filled with tender affection, “Thisdy right here, is Mrs. Camille Ashbourne.”


    “I am not,” Camille murmured shyly, her face growing even redder.


    “Nice to meet you, Camille,” Evadne grinned from ear to ear.


    “Hello, Mrs. Ashbourne.” Thaddeus followed suit, the epitome of emotional intelligence, “And congrattions, Arnold. Evadne and I look forward to taking part in your wedding party.”


    “Haha, you rascal,” Arnold gave out <b>a </b>praising smile.


    Now, Arnold truly saw his brother–inw <b>in </b><b>a </b>new light – and he liked <b>what </b>he saw.


    <b>“</b><b>Ms. </b>Ashbourne, please, don’t tease me,” Camille pleaded<b>, </b>too bashful to even lift her head.


    <b>“</b>Camille, I knew <b>it</b><b>, </b>you were <b>bound </b><b>to </b>be my sister<b>–</b><b>in</b><b>–</bw. No escape.”


    Evadne pped her hands <b>in </b><b>delight</b><b>, </b>“Ah, Cassius has found someone, and now you too. I must tell Emeric tonight. The news will surely cheer <b>him </b>and <b>do </b>wonders for his health.”


    “I’ll go tell <b>dad </b>myself. It’s <b>the </b><b>respectful </b>thing to do<b>, </b>the <b>right </b>way <b>to </b>honor Camille<b>,” </b>Arnold held Camille’s hand tightly, his voice


    solemn.


    Camille felt her eyes moisten <b>again</b><b>, </b><b>overwhelmed </b><b>by </b><b>the </b><b>moment</b>. <b>People </b><b>often </b>admired <b>her </b>talents<b>, </b><b>but </b>she knew <b>her </b>reputation for being difficult wasn’t the <b>best</b>, and <b>few </b>truly respected <b>her</b><b>. </b>


    Apart from Evadne, Arnold <b>was </b><b>the </b>second <b>person </b>to <b>give </b>her both love and <b>respect</b>.


    She never knew she could be cherished like <b>this</b>. <b>To </b><b>be </b>adored<b>, </b>it turned out<b>, </b>brought such <b>a </b><b>blissful </b>feeling.


    “Come on, since you’re already here, let’s <b>swing </b><b>by </b>my <b>ce</b><b>!</b><b>” </b><b>Evadne </b>was <b>barely </b><b>able </b>to <b>contain </b>her <b>excitement </b>as <b>she </b><b>tried </b>to <b>usher </b>Camille toward her home


    “Evadne, let’s hold off on that for today<b>.</b>”


    Arnold was aware that he had only just started <b>to </b>win Camille’s heart. He knew he <b>had </b><b>to </b>tread <b>carefully</b><b>, </b><b>to </b>advance step by <b>step</b>. If he rushed things, Camille might feel overwhelmed, “Camille and I came over because she has something <b>important </b><b>to </b><b>discuss </b>with you, face to face.<b>” </b>
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