Chapter Forty-Five

Camilla acknowledged Alexander's presence with a polite nod and a reserved smile, meeting his gaze steadily.

"Good morning, Alexander," she said in a measured tone, her voice polite but lacking any warmth or friendliness.

She maintained a cautious distance from him, still feeling uneasy after their last encounter.

"I see you're dressed up and ready to take on the day," she observed, maintaining her gaze on him. "I hope my presence isn't causing any inconvenience to your plans."

Alexander shook his head, his gaze transfixed on her enchanting presence.

"No, not at all," he managed to reply, his voice barely above a whisper.

Seeing her caused a jolt of nervous energy to shoot through his body, causing his palms to sweat and his heart to race.

He was so taken aback by her unexpected presence that he found himself stuttering incoherently, struggling to form a coherent thought.

Despite his jumbled thoughts, he managed to muster the courage to speak. "Hey...so, what brings you around here?"