Oh no, Sean....!

Camille understood she must've mistaken her identity due to how she dressed. She was putting on a short black skirt and a white top. It wasn't expensive but professional enough. Besides, Mr. Cole never informed her she was attending a party, else she would have dressed for that.

“Your father only asked me to relay his message to you. You can ask one of your maids to apply more powder if it pleases you.” Camille said, her eyes narrowing.

Sophie sneered, “Such audacity! You have no right to tell me whom to order. I order anyone I want to, and you aren't an exception.” She snarled.

Camille smiled, “I think if you apply more makeup, Sean would run away just seeing you.” She remarked and turned to leave.

“How dare you mention his name like that! You filthy thing. You disgust me!” Sophie screamed, her voice menacing.

Camille's skin burned as the object struck her, leaving a searing sensation.

“Now! Powder. I will make sure to rip your sharp tongue after this.” She barked.

Camille's face flu