Camilla completely ignored Kara. She spun around and headed for the train station. However, Kara persisted. "What are you trying to achieve, Camilla? You're better off with someone else. You're simply not worthy of Mr. Moore."Camilla turned around abruptly, her icy gaze fixed on Kara. "Are you done?"Kara stiffened. "You …""If you keep on babbling, I'll shut your mouth for you. Feel free to test me," Camilla spoke coldly. With that, she turned around and walked away briskly.She didn't have the patience to deal with Kara right now. She needed some peace and quiet. She needed to seriously consider her relationship with Jayden. Seeking him out had been a mistake. Emotions shouldn't be her main driving force in life.Since she couldn't simply brush off her feelings for Jayden, she decided to bury them instead. Right now, her younger brother needed money for treatment, and she had to repay Josephine's debt.Camilla sat on the train, her gaze lowered, lost in her thoughts.A v
Camilla bumped into Kara when she returned to the research institute, but neither of them mentioned what happened at the hospital. Camilla didn't want to bring it up, while Kara was afraid of her.Meanwhile, Kara was surrounded by several girls who were asking about Jayden's well-being."Kara, didn't you say you were going to take care of Mr. Moore? Why are you back so early?" One of the girls asked in confusion.Kara's face fell, and she grew defensive. "Do you have any idea who Mr. Moore is? Of course, the Moore family would hire professional caretakers to look after him. It's not like I'm an expert in that area. So, I came back early."The girl narrowed her eyes at Kara with suspicion. "Why do I have a feeling you're lying? Did Mr. Moore chase you away?"Kara's face darkened. "What the fuck are you talking about? Have you never seen how nice Mr. Moore treats me?"She suddenly caught a glimpse of Camilla and sneered sarcastically, "I'm not like a certain someone who shamelessly
Camilla stared at Scott, her mind in a daze. Shouldn't she just give up?She had tried again and again to make a heartfelt connection with Jayden, only to be met with his indifference and heartlessness.Jayden treated her as nothing more than a mere object for pleasure. To him, how could an inanimate thing possess emotions?Camilla withdrew her gaze and responded calmly, "I appreciate your insightful words. However, I have already made up my mind. You are also highly competent yourself. I'll entrust this experiment to you. I have faith in your ability to excel."Scott wanted to argue, but from the look on Camilla's face, he knew she was done with the conversation. Anxiousness clouded his expression.He returned to his seat and promptly sent a text to Jayden, saying, "Mr. Moore, Camilla has just informed the counselor of her intention to leave the research institute. What should we do? She's so talented. If she leaves, it would be a loss for our institute."Scott anxiously wai
Camilla froze. "I'm sorry, I have another part-time job I need to rush to. I'm afraid I can't have dinner with you."Scott was taken aback. He glanced at the time and remarked, "It's almost midnight. What job could you possibly have at this hour?"Camilla snapped, "That's none of your business."Scott grimaced at her reply. But he knew this was just how Camilla was and didn't take it to heart. He sighed pitifully, "Well, okay. But I hope we can have dinner together in the future."Camilla hummed in acknowledgment before she headed for the train station. She called Simon on her way there."Hello? Are you done with your work?" Simon's casual voice came through the phone.Camilla nodded and said, "I'm sorry for coming in late today, Mr. Dashner. Where are you now?"Simon chuckled, "I'll send you my location.""Alright," Camilla responded.After hanging up the phone, Camilla quickly walked towards the train station. Scott, who was behind her, overheard her conversation. He could
The atmosphere in the private lounge grew tense at the man's words.Camilla's face fell as she turned to look at the man who had been gazing at her unabashedly.Panicked swept over her, and she turned to Simon.What would he do?To him, she was just an assistant of no importance. Her fate was in his hands.Would he really agree to it?Simon took a drag of his cigarette and snuffed it out in the ashtray. He chuckled softly and retorted, "Just two establishments? Do you really think she's worth that little?"The man laughed in response. "I can tell how important this woman is to you, Mr. Dashner. But this just makes me even more eager to have her. What are your demands? I'll give you any establishment you want."Camilla's face turned pale, and her lips thinned into a line at Simon. She wanted to defend herself but found herself at a loss for words.She was burdened by a substantial debt, and working as Simon's assistant was merely a means to repay him. He held power over her unt
Camilla was taken aback. "I know how well you've been treating me. Even so, why must I allow you to touch me? Our relationship is strictly professional, after all."Simon grew silent. After a moment, he muttered under his breath, "Fuck this shit!" He lit his cigarette and took a long drag, allowing the strong nicotine to fill his mouth and lungs. It helped ease his restlessness a little. He narrowed his eyes at Camilla. As his gaze swept over her, he suddenly had an idea. He needed to verify something. After all, he, Simon Dashner, had never lost to a woman before!Camilla didn't know what he was thinking, but she didn't think she was wrong. She lowered her gaze and maintained a calm expression.Simon shifted his gaze away and stood up. "Let's go. I have this place that I would like to show you." He pushed open the door of the private lounge and walked out. Camilla trailed behind him even though she didn't actually want to follow him. This place was a nightmare for h
Camilla pondered over his words before nodding. "I understand now."Simon chuckled. "I was afraid you wouldn't."Camilla fought the urge to roll her eyes. She wasn't a fool. She couldn't possibly be clueless about everything, could she?There was music playing in the private lounge. The gentle melody floated through the air, gradually relaxing their nerves.Simon asked in confusion, "But why were you late today?"Camilla stated indifferently, "I resigned.""What?" Simon widened his eyes at her in surprise. "You resigned?""Yes." Camilla nodded.Simon smiled. "Why would you resign? Did he not want you anymore?"Camilla gave him a cold look. "I was just thinking, since we couldn't have a future together, there was no point in staying."Simon's smile grew playful. "That's great! Then you can be my full-time assistant from now on. I worry about you coming late every night."Camilla suddenly remembered what happened last night. "Mr. Dashner, a few people tried to harm me when I
Sabrina's eyes widened in disbelief as she looked at Simon. "Why are you doing this, Mr. Dashner? I love you! Our families are even discussing our marriage! Why would you do this to me?"Simon took another drag of his cigarette, a contemptuous sneer forming on his lips. "Many women have spoken about marriage with me. Who do you think you are? Just because you mentioned marriage a few times, you think you have a chance?"Sabrina stared up at him in shock. "Mr. Dashner, you …"Simon walked up to her, cigarette in hand, and pressed it onto her face. "I don't mind you having feelings for me, but I despise people meddling in my life. You shouldn't have touched her."A piercing scream echoed in the room as the cigarette burned Sabrina's face—the smell of burnt flesh filled the air.Simon pushed her face away and carefully took out a tissue to wipe his fingers as if he had touched something dirty.Sabrina screamed in pain and tried to cover her face. But the bodyguards held her hands, l