Camille Prescott's expression darkened, her eyes narrowing as she glared at me."Are you threatening me? Miles, do you have any idea how serious this is? You won't stop until you've actually driven someone to their death, will you?"Her voice was cold and merciless, as if I were the one committing some unforgivable sin. My hands trembled, but a quiet laugh slipped from my throat anyway."I'm driving someone to death? The wedding's been pushed back nine times, Camille. If anyone's being driven to the edge here, it's me."Just like in my previous life, I was returned like damaged goods, over and over again, while the rumors piled up around me."Miles Hartwell has to be a kept man. Why else would he put up with this kind of humiliation?""He's punching way above his weight and too stupid to take a hint. Thought he could marry into money, and now look at him.""The baby probably isn't even his. Why else would she have boyfriends coming and going like that?"I had already been serio
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