Tiffany's eyes widened as she entered Camille's room, taking in the elegant decor and spacious layout. “Wow, your room is stunning!” she exclaimed. “You never told me this was the kind of life you were living.”Camille chuckled. Tiffany suddenly turned to Camille, her eyes widening. “Don't tell me that punk is your husband?” She said referring to Ethan. Camille laughed, " No he's my husband's cousin.”Tiffany exhaled," Well, that's a relief.“"Is he that bad?” Camille taunted. She took a pillow and sat beside her. "Don't get me started.“ She scoffed. “You came for-"Yeah,” Tiffany cut her short. “I almost forgot, I came to deliver a package.” She jumped down from the bed. Camille brow furrowed, “What package?” “I left it downstairs, I'll be back.” She closed the door behind her. Tiffany picked up the package and was about climbing the stairs when Ethan emerged from his room. “Tiffany, may I have a word with you?” he asked, his tone firm but polite.Tiffany smirked, “Never knew
Sean leaned in close to Camille, his voice barely audible, “Enjoy the rest of the evening, I have something to take care of. Meet you at home later?”Camille nodded, smiling. “Okay, everything okay?”Sean reassured her with a warm smile. “Just a minor detail. Jeffrey will pick you up when you are done, bye. I'll meet you at home.”With that, he left the building with Jeffery. She made her way out of the company and saw Ethan and Tiffany standing by his car. A slight chuckle escaped her lips.” Always arguing." She muttered moving close to them.“I'm telling you, beautiful ladies are everywhere!” Ethan exclaimed.Tiffany shook her head. “You're not looking for substance, Ethan. Beauty is more than physical appearance.”Camille chimed in, “Actually, I think beauty is a combination of confidence, intelligence, and kindness. Physical appearance is just the icing.”Tiffany nodded vigorously. “Exactly! Camille gets it.”Ethan chuckled, holding up his hands. “Alright, alright. I'm outnumbere
Cassie's face twisted in rage as she watched the news on her phone.“No, no, no!” She shouted, hurling her phone across the room. It shattered against the wall.She paced furiously, her mind racing with various thoughts. Finally, she stopped, took a deep breath, and dialed a number.“Mother,” Cassie spat, “You won't believe what Sean's done now.”Her mother's calm voice answered, “What is it, darling?”Cassie seethed, “He's made that…that…Camille the owner of Gracious Fashion and leader of the competition team!”Her mother's tone turned icy. “We'll take care of this, Cassie. I've gotten it taken care of.”Cassie's anger simmered, replaced by a sinister grin. “Oh, Mother, I'm counting on it.”*****Tiffany drank too much and kept dragging Ethan to take her home. Blaming him for her excessive drinking. Camille had to take a taxi home. She smiled and grinned as she climbed the stairs. She entered her room and rushed to her bed as she fell on it. Not only that, but she sat straight and
The sharp cry of Frederick form his ward got the nurses and doctors hurrying to him.Camille and Cynthia hasten their stride into the ward. They stood shocked to see him calm and sleeping as he breath in and out slowly.Cassie's head rested on the bed beside him. Her palm covered his hands. She raised her head to look at the doctors and nurses and behind them was Camille.Tears streamed down her face. "I don't know what happened he just began to scream." "I'm scared." Cassie muttered as the doctors rushed to check his vitals and change his water bag. Camille and Cassie were the only ones left in the room. Camille's gaze fell on her shoe and she sensed something strange. A feeling she could not expain.Cassie wiped her tears and stood up." What are you doing here?" she asked.Camille's mind was on where she had seen that shoe before not realising Cassie was asking her a question. She glanced at Cassie suspiciously, she was the one who passed by her earlier with a hood."Are you so fr
The new employees of Gracious Fashion Industry gathered around Camille, their new CEO, in the conference room. "Let's welcome the new CEO of Gracious Fashion Industry!" one of the workers exclaimed. Camille stood in the center, surrounded by her new team, trying to contain her nervous smile. The welcoming ceremony was a surprise, and she never expected it. After the ceremony, Camille headed to her office, her heart racing with anticipation. She held the door knob, took a deep breath, and pushed the door open. The grand decoration of the office took her breath away. The room was small but exuded classic elegance, with a large mahogany desk, plush leather chairs, and floor-to-ceiling windows that offered a stunning view of the city.Camille sat down in her chair, practicing her CEO pose. "What if I sit like this?" she muttered, adjusting her posture. She crossed her legs, placed her hands together, and practiced her executive tone. "I look cool," she giggled. Just then, the door swung
Ethan and Sean sat in the penthouse, surrounded by papers and files, searching for possible clues. "Mr. Victor doesn't seem to be the blackmailer, the blackmailer is someone young," Ethan said, nodding in agreement. "Then that concludes he's not the one, but could be an associate. A person working for him." Sean sighed, rubbing his temples. "That makes sense, though. But I don't understand what relationship they share.""Have you asked Camille?" Sean shook his head. "I don't want to get her into this." Ethan nodded understandingly. He picked up a paper, "Then that leaves us with one clue. The blackmailer and Mr. Victor are associates. We just need to find out what relationship they share with Camille and what key they want from you." Sean's mind wandered to his watch; it was 9 pm already. Camille was supposed to be back. "Sean, are you listening?" Ethan asked, noticing his distraction.Sean refocused, "Hm...yeah, I heard what you said. What's the update on the murder case?" Ethan
Camille's eyes creaked open, heavy with sleep, and she was met with a sight that made her heart stumble. Her hand was still resting on Sean's face, his features peaceful in slumber. The morning sunlight danced across his skin, highlighting the sharp lines of his jaw and the gentle curve of his lips. For a moment, she forgot to breathe.As Sean stirred, Camille's instincts kicked in, and she snapped her eyes shut, pretending she was still asleep. But she could sense him looking at her. His face drew closer, his warm breath whispering against her skin, sending shivers down her spine.Sean's eyes fluttered open, and he was struck by how close Camille's face was to his. He wanted to reach out, to brush a stray hair behind her ear, to kiss the soft curve of her forehead. But he hesitated. Instead, he pulled back, his voice low and rough from sleep. “You can open your eyes when you're ready, Camille.” he said, sitting at the edge of the bed. Camille's eyes flew open, her cheeks flushing a
“As you know, our latest collection, 'Eclipse,' has been a massive success. However, I believe we can take it to the next level by incorporating sustainable materials and practices into our design process.”Board member, Rachel Lee, raised an eyebrow. “Sean, I understand your enthusiasm, but won't that increase production costs?”Sean nodded. “Initially, yes. But think about the long-term benefits. We'll be appealing to the growing demographic of eco-conscious consumers, and setting ourselves apart from competitors. Plus, I've already spoken with our suppliers, and they're willing to work with us to find cost-effective solutions.”Tom Harris, another board member, spoke up. “I agree with Sean. We need to stay ahead of the curve. What's the proposal for implementing these changes?”Sean smiled, pleased with the positive response. “I suggest we start by replacing 50% of our materials with sustainable alternatives in the next collection. We'll also introduce a recycling program for our c