Lost in thought, Douglas mulled over Bernard's words. A supposed weakling capable of executing enemies in special ops? Vulnerable and isolated within the Killian family?
Wasn't he the one who disregarded family ties and intentionally seized control of the family business to undermine the Killian family? Yet he said he was forced to go along with Chad's demands?
"Boss, it's a real shame you're not an actor!" Douglas thought.
As he got up, Douglas noticed all eyes on him, including Tiramisu's. What was with Bernard's death stare?
"I didn't hear a thing. Carry on, you two," Douglas quipped.
Hera and Bernard were speechless.
…
At nightfall, on the top floor of the Luxent Hotel, Camille stood by the floor-to-ceiling window in a champagne-colored feathered gown. She gazed out at the city's night view.
Behind her, a setup of flowers, fine wine, candlelight, and glasses awaited.
"Camille, congratulations! You finally get to go on a date with your dream guy," Amelia said, handing her a glass of champagne.
"Amy, quit teasing me." Camille smiled gracefully, taking the champagne and clinking glasses.
After they finished their champagne, Amelia handed Camille a card. "Make the most of this date, and here's to becoming Mrs. Killian soon."
Camille glanced at the card, realizing it was a room key card. She playfully protested, "Amy!"
"My dear, you can't hold back when you want a man. You've waited for him for six years. Do you want to wait another six? Seize this opportunity." Amelia helped adjust Camille's hair, revealing her cleavage.
Camille hesitated for a moment but accepted the card in the end.
Camille had been deeply in love with Bernard ever since she laid eyes on him on a cruise ship six years ago.
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