Camille’s POVDuke reacted quickly.Without a word, he grabbed a file from the seat and dropped it casually over his lap, his voice low as he leaned closer to me.“Calm down,” he whispered. “She didn’t see anything. The glass is tinted.”I nodded, my fingers trembling slightly as I smoothed out my dress, trying to steady my breathing.He rolled down the window, his expression already composed, as if nothing had just happened.“Good morning, sir,” Evelyn said from outside. “I was just wondering why your car was parked here.”I quickly opened the door and stepped out, grateful for the space, even though my legs felt weak.“Good morning, Miss Carter,” I greeted.For a brief second, something flickered across her face. Something sharp and unreadable but it disappeared just as quickly, replaced by a polite smile.“Camille, you’re back,” she said. “How are you feeling?”“I’m better,” I replied, forcing a small smile.“Eve,” Duke cut in smoothly, “thank heavens you’re here. I was about calli
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