Just moments ago, Kimberly had been keeping up her polite act. Now, she moved with undeniable authority. Julian had handed her this power, and she meant to wield it.Camille gripped the tissues in her hand, her expression carefully neutral. "So, Dr. Walsh, any other plans for me?"Kimberly folded her arms and glanced over at Xavier.He scampered to her side and whined, "Mommy, I want a mousse cake. Can you make her get me one, please?""Well…" Kimberly pretended to hesitate, then turned to Camille. "Dr. Stowell, I'm afraid I'll have to trouble you with an errand. Could you buy a cake for my son with Julian? That's not too much to ask, is it?"She put deliberate weight on the words "my son with Julian", as if to remind Camille that, as an outsider, she had no place in their so-called family of three.Ironically, Kimberly was still showing off in front of Camille, Julian's legal wife.What Kimberly didn't know was that from the moment Camille found out Julian had fathered an illeg
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