MasukCamille’s POV “Julian!! Vincent!!” I screamed their names. I wasn’t clear headed at the moment. I wanted to find my kids. I should have stayed. I shouldn’t have left. If I had stayed, they would not have been taken. I didn’t know when tears started dripping down my eyes. “Camille, calm down. Let’s look for them,” Daniel said. “They might not be far away.” “What should we do right now?” I asked. Daniel could see the panic all over my body. “Let’s check the CCTV of the restaurant,” he said. We ran out of the garage. We headed towards the receptionist. I halted when I heard their voices. I turned immediately. There they were, standing with Adrian. I ran to them immediately. I hugged them tightly. “Mom told you to stay in the car, you made me so worried.” “Oh, I was the one who took them,” Adrian said. “Boys, follow Daniel to the car. I want to talk to Adrian alone,” I said to them. They nodded, and they trailed behind Daniel. I waited until they were out of sight. “What ga
Camille’s POV“Is this where Dad used to bring you before we were born?” Julian asked in the middle of the meal.I paused. I was taken aback by the question. I didn’t even know how to respond to him. These kids will put me in trouble one day.Truth is, Marcus and I used to come here early in our marriage when he was still acting like a sensible human.Royal Dinner was one of my favorite restaurants then. Their customer service is top notch and their food is so good.I took the kids here because they are one of the restaurants that allow kids.If I should answer Julian’s question honestly, it would lead to another question that I won’t expect. But I have to tell them the truth.“Yes,” I said and continued eating.“But mom, where is dad?” Julian asked again.I looked at him. He is still a baby. There’s no need to be harsh on him.“He left to a place far away,” I answered. That was the only answer I could give them now at their level.“When will he be back?” Vincent asked.“Okay boys, wh
Chapter Title: Shadows of the Past Camille’s POV “People do have doppelgängers,” Leon said. I remained quiet and composed. Inside, my pulse was rising, but I kept calm. “You look more beautiful, more confident, and bolder than her,” Leon continued. “How would you know if she was bold or not?” I asked. “It was just a picture.” “There is something about a person’s aura. You can sense it even in pictures.” He was right. Camille was intelligent, but she was not bold or confident. Marcus had been her backbone. But Veronica was different. She had audacity. She had boldness. If you want to get what you want in life, you have to be both. “So tell me about this Camille you think I look like. Who is she to you?” I asked. “She is Marcus’s ex wife. Apparently, there was a scandal, and they divorced. Since then, no one knows whether she is alive or dead. She is probably dead.” Yes. She is dead. The soft, calm, and innocent Camille is gone. She had to die for Veroni
Camille’s POV“You have been looking for me?”“Yes. You left without saying goodbye,” Leon said. “At midnight, I searched the entire ballroom for the lady in a black dress and silver mask who captivated me the whole night, but I could not find her.”He sat down beside me, facing Eliana.Eliana looked a little surprised. Obviously, she did not know we had met before.“I was in a hurry, so I left before midnight. I did not have the chance to say goodbye,” I said to Leon.“I am glad I found you after so many days of searching. I would love to have your contact so it will be easier to reach you.”I handed him my complimentary card.“I see you two have met,” Eliana said.“Yes. We met at the masquerade ball, the same night I met you,” I said. “You both have history.”“Yes, we do. We went to the same college in Loresco. We were dating until she broke up with me and came back to Valmont,” Leon said.“I was grieving my mom, and you were not there when I needed you most,” Eliana said.“I was go
Camille’s POV“You look so pretty,” I said to Eliana. “Thanks for honoring my invitation.”Eliana sat down beside me in a very quiet, secluded restaurant in Valmont.“Thanks for hanging out with me,” Eliana said. “This place is so boring without friends.”After my conversation with Mr Steele, Adrian’s father, about matching Eliana and Adrian so he could help me with my family heirloom, I decided to meet Eliana.I did not know how to contact her at first. Then a plan came to mind. I went through Adrian’s social media. He was not following anyone, so I checked his followers list. It did not take long before I found her.I messaged her and introduced myself as Veronica Thompson, the lady she met in the restroom at the masquerade ball.We chatted for a few days before I asked her to hang out with me. She agreed immediately. According to her, she had no friends in Valmont and needed one. She was very happy about the invitation.“What have you been up to in Valmont?” I asked.“It has not be
Camille’s POVOther people joined us in the elevator, so there was no opportunity for him to talk to me. It also helped avoid drawing attention to us.When we stepped out of the elevator, I had so many questions on my mind.After my last encounter with Adrian’s father at the hospital, we had not met again until now.“Are you finally back to take your revenge?” he asked.I did not answer him immediately.We walked to his car. His guards opened the door for us, and we got in.He signaled for his guards to give us privacy, and they stepped away.“Yes, I am back for revenge,” I finally answered. “And I also kept my part of the bargain. I did not contact your son for the past five years.”“I know you did not contact him for the last five years,” he said. “But he visited you and your children here in Valmont.”I was taken aback.Apparently, this man knew a lot. Or maybe Adrian had been giving him information.As if he could read my thoughts, he spoke again.“You must be wondering how I knew
Camille’s POV Marley did not look at me. That was the first thing I noticed. People walked past me with purpose, phones pressed to their ears, bags slung over their shoulders. No one slowed down, no one stared. No one cared who I was or where I came from. It was exactly what I needed. I s
Camille’s POV The room was quiet except for the sound of the machine. I stared at the ceiling and counted my breaths because if I counted seconds, I would lose my mind. The doctor’s hand moved slowly over my stomach. His face was serious. “Please,” I whispered before he could speak. I did n
Camille’s POV “Veronica Thompson.” I said my new name out slowly, as if my tongue needs to learn it. Adrian looked at me across the hospital room “You need to learn how to respond to it without hesitation.” “I know.” I nodded. Knowing something and feeling something is different, I kn
Camille’s POV “Withdraw from the Milan deal.” The men across the table blinked. “It’s profitable,” one of them said carefully. “It’s unstable,” I replied. “Their liquidity projections don’t match their public filings. Exit before they realize we noticed.” Everywhere was silent and then t







