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
Camilla widened her eyes in fear and forcefully pushed him away.Simon, surprisingly, didn't attempt to force himself upon her and instead allowed himself to be pushed back. A wicked smile played across his lips as he touched them lightly. "You really do love him."Camilla stood in the corner of the elevator and stared at him cautiously. "Mr. Dashner, from the very beginning, we agreed that I would only be your assistant. You assured me that you wouldn't coerce me into doing things I am uncomfortable with."Simon chuckled, "Yes, I remember."Camilla furrowed her brows. The look on her face says it all. If he remembered, why did he still go for it?Simon seemed to have read her thoughts. His eyes darkened as he remarked, "Camilla, think carefully about why I kept you by my side. Many women would want to be my assistant, yet I agreed to your ridiculous debt repayment method."As the elevator doors opened, Simon turned around and walked out. "Go home."Camilla stepped out of the el
Kylie huffed, "Don't you know that children from wealthy families start receiving education at the age of three? It's normal to hire a tutor for five or six-year-olds. Camilla, I contacted you specifically about this. You get to earn three thousand dollars per hour for two hours a day.""The pay is that high?" Camilla blurted out.Kylie laughed heartedly. "Because the family has three children. Can you handle all three of them at the same time?"Handling three five or six-year-old children was not an easy task for someone without the necessary capabilities.But the thought of earning three thousand dollars per hour, meaning a total of six thousand dollars per day, meant she would be able to quickly repay the five hundred thousand dollars debt."Okay, I'll do it." Camilla nodded and agreed.Kylie smiled to herself. "Then I'll send you the address. You can head over directly. Those three children are quite peculiar. You will need to pass their test if you want to stay. Good luck."
The next day, precisely at 8 am, Camilla stood at the manor's entrance and rang the doorbell. Shortly after, a maid appeared, her face marked by gray hair and the lines of a life well-lived. Nevertheless, her kind smile welcomed the guest. "You must be Ms. Camilla," the maid said, her voice warm and inviting. Camilla nodded in affirmation. "That's correct." The maid's smile widened. "No need for formalities, Ms. Camilla. Just call me Ms. Thompson."Camilla nodded. "Good day, Ms. Thompson."Ms. Thompson nodded and led Camilla into the manor."Ms. Camilla, the children are in their room. You can head directly there," Ms. Thompson informed with a smile, guiding Camilla toward the staircase.Camilla nodded in acknowledgment. "Okay."She then headed upstairs.Upon reaching the top floor, Camilla noticed an open door. She walked over and glanced inside, only to see three familiar children sitting on chairs, whispering to each other."Hello," Camilla knocked on the door and greet
Two hours later, Camilla looked at the three children, and her tone softened. "I've assigned you some homework. I hope you'll have it completed by tomorrow.""Not a problem," Thomas said confidently.Caleb froze slightly but still nodded nevertheless. "I promise to complete the task!"Melanie spoke softly. "I will finish it, Ms. Camilla."Camilla's heart warmed at their responses. She turned and left the room, feeling a sense of satisfaction. As she descended the stairs, Ms. Thompson noticed Camilla and immediately asked, "How did it go, Ms. Camilla?"Camilla smiled, a sense of contentment evident on her face. "It went well."Ms. Thompson nodded with a smile. "The children are actually very well-behaved and won't play tricks on anyone.""I see." Camilla nodded. Then, she suddenly remembered something and asked, "Ms. Thompson, why haven't I seen the children's parents?"A flicker of something flashed across Ms. Thompson's eyes. "The children's parents are busy with work. They
Camilla was taken aback. She instinctively wanted to refuse, but the inexplicable sense of familiarity that these children gave her made her want to investigate further."Okay," Camilla nodded and agreed."Yes! That's great! Uncle Jay's … I mean, Ms. Camilla is staying for dinner!" Melanie immediately cheered, almost slipping up.Thomas glanced at Melanie and gently pushed her shoulder. "Go tell Ms. Thompson our tutor is staying over for lunch. She'll surely instruct the chef to prepare some delicious food for us.""Alright," Melanie agreed and quickly went downstairs.However, Camilla had overheard Melanie's slip of the tongue. Questions ran through her head. "Uncle Jay? Who is Melanie referring to? It couldn't be him, right?"Just then, a strange feeling crossed her mind.All of a sudden, she felt someone pulling on her hand. She lowered her gaze and saw Caleb looking up at her.Camilla's heart instantly melted at his expression, and she leaned down. "What's wrong, Caleb?"
Upstairs, Camilla had just finished explaining the problem to Caleb. "How about now? Do you understand?"Caleb nodded. "I understand now. You're amazing, Ms. Camilla."Camilla smiled. Her usually indifferent face brightened up, becoming more radiant and captivating. "Ms. Camilla, you look beautiful when you smile. You should smile more," Caleb said earnestly. The corners of Camilla's lips quirked up. "Mhm. I'll take your advice."She glanced at her watch. "It's time for lunch. Let's head downstairs.""Okay," Caleb agreed. He had successfully distracted Camilla enough for her to forget about Melanie's slip-up.As they were about to go downstairs, Melanie ran up to them."Melly, what's wrong?" Camilla asked softly.Melanie blinked up at her. "Ms. Camilla, have you solved the problem?""Yes." Camilla nodded. "Do you need something?"Melanie came closer and held her hand. "I want to introduce someone to you. If possible, can you teach him too?"Camilla was taken aback. "A f