Was Frederick blind?

Camille sat in her office working on a design before she received a call. “Hey, Cam. I just received information that the fashion competition Is coming up in three days.”

“Thanks for that Sean. I and my team has been working our butts up trying to come up with something unique.” Camille sighed heavily feeling tired.

“Get ready, I'm coming over.”

“Huh? Why?” Camille checked her phone to see he had cut the call. She dropped the phone on her table with a loud sigh.

“Send in the materials and the ones you both are done with.” she spoke through the telephone slumping back on the chair again.

A quick knock came on the door and she answered weakly from where she sat. “Come in.”

The door opened to see a concerned Sean. “Huh, why are you here?” she asked like she wasn't pleased to see him. “I didn't hear what you were saying when you called.” Camille said.

Sean walked over to her side, he touched her forehead with the back of his hand furrowing his brows. “Look at you, you are tired already. D