The room fell silent as the video played, showing Camille and the man laughing and drinking together. Camille's face turned bright red with shame and embarrassment. She tried to step forward, but her legs felt like lead.Mr. George's face turned beet red with anger and disappointment. "What is the meaning of this?" he thundered.Miriam's voice was smug and self-satisfied. "This, dear family and friends, is the reason why Frederick divorced Camille. This is the kind of behavior she's been exhibiting."The room erupted into gasps and whispers. Cassie's friends and acquaintances looked at her with shock, disgust, and judgment.Camille tried to speak, but her voice was barely audible. "Mother, please..."Miriam turned to her, a sly smile spreading across her face. "Oh, Camille, you're so ashamed now, aren't you? But you should be. This is what happens when you behave like a whore.""That's not true...." Camille managed to say staring at Frederick and he looked away immediately."Should we
The car screeched to a halt in front of the big house, and Jeffery jumped out to open the door. Sean carefully extracted Camille from the back seat, her body trembling in his arms.Jeffery rushed ahead, unlocking the front door and taking the stairs two at a time. Sean followed close behind, Camille's head lolled against his shoulder.“Please, Sean…need to get these off…” Camille moaned, tugging at her clothes.Sean tightened his grip, trying to restrain her. “Not now, Camille. We need to get you safe first.”Jeffery called the Rodriguez family doctor and in few minutes he arrived.Dr. Richard quickly began to check on her.“Something's wrong with her,” Sean said, his tone commanding. “She's been drugged or something.”Dr. Richard's expression turned grim. “Let me see.”He examined Camille, his hands moving swiftly and surely. After a moment, he looked up at Sean. “She's been given an aphrodisiac. It's driving her urge for sex.”Sean's face darkened. “What kind of sick person would do
"Oh my! I thought you were pregnant?" Grandma gasped. Camille smiled remembering how sad Grandma was when she told her she was simply sick and not pregnant."What are you smiling about?" Camille furrowed her brows, "Nothing." She shrugged.Jeffery stopped the car in front of the big hospital.Camille stepped out of the car, her eyes fixed on the hospital entrance. Sean followed, his expression nonchalant. "Are you coming with me?" Camille asked, surprised. "I'll wait here," Sean replied.Camille nodded and entered the hospital, her heels clicking on the floor. Sean claimed he had no work to do at the office and decided to follow her out. At the reception, she approached the desk. "What ward is Mr. George Riley in? He was brought here this morning." The receptionist checked the book, her brow furrowed. "Ward 5, the VIP ward. Take two turns after that room ahead."Camille thanked her and left. She identified the ward easily and walked in.She met her mother spoon feeding her father.
Camille's eyes widened as Cassie walked towards her, a sly smile spreading across her face. Camille's instincts screamed at her to be cautious, but she couldn't quite put her finger on why. As Cassie approached, her left arm remained hidden behind her back, sending a shiver down Camille's spine.Do you want to know what's going on?"She sneered, her smile full of evil. She plunged towards Camille with full force and time stopped that moment.Her blood dripped on the floor, the knife piercing her deeply. She raised her head slowly to look at Cassie's dangerous eye. Her eyes held no remorse, she smiled victoriously forcing the knife out of her and she fell to the floor. "But why...?" Camille muttered, her eyes closing slowly.......Cassie smiled at the thought she suddenly had. "That will be too quick." She muttered.Suddenly, Cassie's eyes flickered towards the door, someone was approaching. She glanced at Camille and swiftly pulled out a knife, stabbing herself in the tummy. Camille'
The warm sunlight streaming through the dining room windows cast a cozy glow on the breakfast table. Grandma and Camille sat together, savoring their meal in comfortable silence. Camille looked around and noticed Sean wasn't coming, she broke the tranquility, her voice gentle. “Grandma, why isn't Sean joining us for breakfast?”Grandma's expression turned thoughtful, her eyes clouding slightly. “He left for work early, dear. He had some important meetings to attend to.”Camille nodded, her smile understanding. After a while, Grandma's face creased into a warm smile. “Camille, dear, I want to talk to you about something.”Camille looked up, her eyes curious. “Yes, Grandma?”Grandma's voice was gentle, her words measured. “I know Sean can be…distant occasionally. But I want you to be patient with him. He's a good man, I'm sure he loves you deeply.”Camille's smile returned, but she said nothing, her eyes dropping back to her plate.Grandma's gaze lingered on Camille's face, she smiled
“What are you doing here? You seem to follow me everywhere I go, isn’t that suspicious?” She smirked, tilting her head sideways with a suspicious smile as she held the bottle of wine in his hands.Sean smirked, chuckling. “My kitty is becoming wild. Sexy!” He remarked and Camille left the bottle.“I visit here often. It’s quiet and their food tastes exquisite.” Sean cut a slice and dip it in his mouth savoring the sweet taste. “Come on eat. It will get cold.”Camille sighed and took a bite, it was really awesome as he said. “You seem to always get in trouble.”“And you seem to always be there at the right time.” Camille snapped back.Sean chuckled, “I checked your location and it was close mine. Decided to go check and it was you. What were you doing here?”“I came to see someone.”Sean only nodded and they ate quietly.Later after eating……Sean and Camille stepped out of the restaurant, Jeffery was already waiting by the car and opened the car door when he saw Sean. Sean and Camille
The next morning, Camille woke up with a loud yawn, stretching her arms above her head. She had slept soundly in the bed, while Sean had chosen to sleep on the couch. However, her peaceful morning was disrupted by the sound of running water from the bathroom, indicating that Sean was already up.Camille quickly got out of bed and left the room, trying to avoid Sean. Just as she exited, Grandma knocked on her door and entered with a sly smile. "How was your night, dear? I hope it was sweet?"Camille forced a smile, nodding repeatedly. "It was wonderful, Grandma. One of the best nights I've had."She later found out it was grandma who had locked them both in the room.Grandma chuckled, her smile widening. "I'm glad to hear that." She left Camille's room and headed to Sean's, finding him already dressed for work. "I heard you had a great night. Maybe she should sleep here every night, don't you think?"Sean snapped, "No." He had barely slept due to Camille's constant snoring. "Goodbye, G
Camille's eyes narrowed, feeling uninterested and annoyed. “What does Frederick Williams and his fiancée have to do with us?”Tiffany explained, “Haven't you heard? His fiancée will be our new design manager. Every year, there's a big event where designers showcase their latest creations. Designers apply and are selected into groups. Each group submits their design, and the best one wins.”Camille's eyes widened, “So, it's like a process where designers apply and are selected into groups to create new designs?”Tiffany nodded, and Camille furrowed her brows, “What does Frederick Williams Fiancée has to do with that?”“Come on, don't you get it. The group is divided in two, Mr. Frederick heads one of the group, and she acts as the manager for that group. The selection for the designers goes through her. Another person is also selected to head the second group with his manager. Now you see? She will be heading our company. Isn't that a blessing?” Tiffany breathed in calmly and held her