LOGINCamille's POV
I couldn't get the words twins out of my head. Even when the rooms was quiet again, even when the sounds of the machine keeps beeping, even when I closed my eyes to sleep, I just couldn't stop thinking about it. There was two lives, inside me. I placed my hands on my stomach slowly, it felt the same as before, it was still flat and ordinary, yet everything about me had changed. i wasn't just a broken, abandoned and humiliated women anymore. I was responsible for taking care of these kids. Tears slipped down from the corner of my eyes and soaked into the pillow. I didn't wipe them away. I was tired of pretending that I was strong. Marcus didn't want me anymore but I know this kids are what he wants, but he will never know about them. I will make sure both him and Fiora never finds out. But I don't know how to do that. The door opened softly, Adrian came in. I wiped my face quickly, but it was useless and I know Adrian could tell that I have been crying. He stepped inside and closed the door behind him. He was no longer wearing his suit jacket, he wore his shirt and his sleeves were rolled up. He didn't look like a powerful man, he looked like someone who had also been awake all night. "They runned other test and they confirmed it." He said quietly. I nodded, my throat felt so dry and I couldn't talk. He sat down beside the bed but kept a respectful distance from me. "They asked if I should inform your husband," he continued "No." I said immediately with all my strength and the word came out sharp. My fear made it louder than I expected. Adrian didn't look offended, he only nodded once. "I told them not to." I exhaled slowly, like I had been holding my breath for hours. "He cannot know," I said "Even Fiora shouldn't know about this pregnancy." "Do you want to tell him later?" Adrian asked carefully. I shook my head. "Never." He watched me for a moment. "You understand what this means." "I do," I said. "If they finds out, Marcus will come for them and not for me. Fiora will find a means to harm me and the babies." The word them made everything real. My voice broke. "I cannot protect myself, how am I supposed to protect two children?" He was quiet for a long time. "you don't have anyone," he finally said. It wasn't a question. "I'm an orphan." I replied. "No parents, no relatives and no home." Saying it all out made it worse. "When Marcus threw me out, I had no where to go." I said, tears slowly clouding my eyes. "Everything will be fine," Adrain assured me. "I need to hide this pregnancy," I said suddenly. The words came somewhere deep and sharp inside me. "I can't register it. I can't let my name appear anywhere." "That's dangerous." He said. "I know," I replied. "But being found is worse." He studied my face. "This isn't fear talking. This is a decision." "Yes." I replied him. "I have mede my decision." He leaned back in his chair. "Then we do it properly." I looked at him. "What do you mean?" "I will arrange a private doctor for you," he said. "Someone who doesn't report to Valmont systems, I will make sure he is so discreet and no information about the babies will be leaked out. Then this particular doctor that confirmed this pregnancy, I will warn him to keep this a secret." My heart pounded. Flickers of hope beaming in my eyes. "Can you do all that?" "Yes." He said calmly. "And a place." I added quietly. "Somewhere no one will look." "I will handle that too." I stared at him, my disbelief was missed with relief. "Why are you helping me?" He didn't answer right away. "Because I know what it feels like," he said finally, "to realize that your marriage was only built on lies." That was enough. A nurse walked walked past the door and glanced inside. Immediately I got tended and I remembered we are still in the scandal and the rumors are still spreading. "If we stay here any longer, the news will spread." I whispered. Adrian followed my gaze and his expression hardened. "I will move you out of here before discharge papers go through the system," he said. "I will make sure we do that quietly." Fear rised upon my spine again. "What if they are already watching?" "Then they will see nothing and learn nothing." He replied. "I will make sure of that, do not worry." I swallowed hard. I had trusted Marcus once, fully and blindly. Now I was trusting Adrian with my life and my children. That scared me more than the accident. But when he stood up and adjusted the blanket around me carefully, like I was fragile and not broken, I felt something else too. I felt safe, just a little. Enough to survive the day. I closed my eyes again, my hand still resting on my stomach. I will protect you, I promised silently, even if the whole world turns against me. And somewhere deep inside I felt determined. "Before we do anything successful, we have to do one important thing first." Adrian said after going through his phone for a while. "what's that?" I asked, my head raised. "You have to change your name first," he said. "So that everything will run smoothly and non of them will be able to trace you or harm you." "I will go with Veronica Thompson." I said without thinking about it, or arguing. If I was ready to change my life, it should start with my new name first. Adrian studied me for a long moment. “Once you leave as Veronica,” he said quietly, “Camille Hale no longer exists.” “Yes.” I said. With the new name and a new place, I will fight for my kids and come back to Valmont to deal with the people that humiliated me.Camile's POV I opened Professor George Hawthorne's file that Daniel had sent me on my laptop. I opened the first document.GEORGE HAWTHORNE - FINANCIAL RECORDS. I scrolled through it quickly; I saw properties, charity donations, speaking engagements, and consulting fees. I saw nothing to use against him.I picked up another document; I saw nothing. I picked the third, same thing.I frowned and reached for my phone."Daniel." He answered immediately. "Yov've been through the files?" "I'mgoing through it now." "And?" "He's clean."Daniel laughed. "George Hawthorne? Clean?""His public records are clean." "That wasn't what I said."I clicked on another document."Keep looking. You'll find something."I opened the next file. A company registration appeared on the screen. HAWTHORNE EDUCATIONAL CONSULTATION LTD.I scrolled through the directors. There was him, his son, and another man I didn't recognize. Then I opened the financial records, My fingers stopped immediately when I saw
Camille’s POV Stealing contracts from Marcus should have felt satisfying. It didn’t. Weeks passed after the call from Adrian. I didn’t bother calling him and I avoided him. He didn’t call back. He didn’t visit either. It was best if we stayed away from each other. Adrian had become a sweet distraction I never planned for. Julian and Vincent started school in Valmont. All I wanted was for them to have a normal life. A life far away from scandals, power games and men like Marcus. My company in Valmont continued thriving. I kept taking contracts Marcus expected to win and every loss got under his skin. But stealing contracts from him wasn’t enough. It irritated him. It bruised his ego. I didn’t come back to irritate Marcus. I came back to become his nemesis. I was able to keep myself hidden using the name Veronica Thompson. The realization settled like something heavy in my chest. I had been moving carefully, trying to avoid noise, mistakes and doing everything possible to stay
Camille’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 “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
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 POVI walked into the ballroom immediately after Adrian and the lady he came with entered.The ballroom looked expensive. There were golden lights and crystal chandeliers hanging from the ceiling. The violinists were doing a good job, filling the room with soft music.I did not look at Ad
Camille’s POV After Adrian’s Dad left, Elias handled the paperwork of our discharge quietly. Adrian offered to take us home, but I refused at first but he insisted so I gave in. He helped me carry Vincent, while I carried Julian. He looked so composed like nothing could shake him. But I rememb







