All Chapters of My One-Night Stand Was My Stepbrother: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Camila's POV“Hi mama," Mira said as her voice echoed inside the bathroom.She had followed me there, and when I turned around to look at her, she was still rubbing her eyes, fresh from sleeping.“Hi honey. Good morning," I responded as I enthusiastically picked her up.Her eyes immediately widened with horror, and I thought that I must've done something wrong. Before I could ask her, she was already looking down.“Be careful mama! Your leg is still painful!"The concern in her voice was enough to have me looking down with her, before I realized that my ankle was no longer in pain."No baby. Look…see? It's all better now,” I assured her as I put some pressure on it.I could feel some pain in the distance, but it wasn't enough to have me concerned. After being placed on sick leave for at least a week and a half, I was ready to get back to work."Cam? Are you there?” Mum's voice rang out as I guessed that she had just walked into my room."I'm looking for Mira. We're supposed to be gett

Camila's POV“Seven?"I was bamboozled. How could she have been able to do such damage and no one noticed?Something stood out though from the word go. Neither Daniel and his colleagues nor Charles and Vincent seemed pissed off about that.They all looked pretty chill, almost as if it was something normal. Or, something that they had already sorted out.“As we speak, she's awaiting trial for several charges," Charles added as Vincent stared on in silence.There was something about the way that he kept looking at me that didn't sit right. However, I kept brushing it off and trying to focus on the matter at hand.“Margaret wasn't just doing it for the love of the game. You remember when you asked if there were any rival companies that wanted this project but didn't get in?" Daniel asked.I had a quick flashback and recalled when I brought that up as a possibility of the reason why someone was trying to jeopardize the project.So, I shook my head, wondering if I was onto something back t

Vincent's POVShe must've been thinking that I wasn't watching her, but I was. Every single day.Especially when she got injured. She doesn't know it, but I didn't visit her once. I did it three times. Two of them were after her doctor's visit, when she would be tired and ready to sleep when he told her she wasn't yet healed to come back to work.I watched her as she walked through the house, steady and careful not to injure the already healing ankle. Her dedication to leave the house and get back to work was none like I had seen before.The same thing was obvious at work. People always thought that I wasn't paying attention to the small details, only because I only talked about the big ones.Ever since I made sure Camila was told to stay home till a doctor approved that her ankle was all healed up, something changed.Prime Ventures employees came around more often than they should have. They always guised it as checking in on the progress of Margaret's case, but I could see right thr

Camila's POVIt was impossible for me not to hear her name and avoid rolling my eyes immediately. And it's not like I tried to hide it from Daniel. I made sure that he saw me do that.The last person that I wanted to talk about was the ex best friend that took my ex husband. Not only that. But I also didn't want to talk about her with the said ex-husband.“I don't want to hear anything about her from you. In fact, I don't even want to talk to you.If you really have to talk to me, keep it professional. I just got back from an injury and this is my first assignment back, can you not do this?" I asked him as I was ready to walk away.Normally, any person should have taken the hint and let me walk away. But did Daniel take the hint? Absolutely not.Was he about to let me walk away and leave me to be in peace? Absolutely not again.I felt his slimy fingers wrap around my wrist the moment I took a step away from him and was about to walk away.The anger that I had every single time I saw h

Camila's POVSomething was up with Vincent. He started hovering over me at work. Or that's what I thought at least.I would be busy working on something, and then get a feeling that someone was watching me. And every time that I would look, I would find him staring at me.And then, he started working closely with me. A few days after the first site visit after my injury, he walked over to my desk and made an inquiry on a note that I had taken from the site visit.Call it whatever you want, but the inquiry was something that could have been made over the phone. Or he would have even gone ahead and asked his personal assistant to make the inquiry.I wanted to believe that I was overthinking it, but the more I looked at it, the more it didn't make sense.For someone who barely stepped out of his office to deal with anything, he was starting to roam around the floor pretty frequently.Just days after the site visit, I was seated in my cubicle going over some of the documentation that was