Novel & Cerita Camila Cabello Racist Tweets

"I raised you to be a leader, not a boy who loses his temper over a minor social friction." "A minor social friction?" Xavier let out a bitter, humorless chuckle, running a hand through his closely cropped hair. "Camila insulted a woman for absolutely no reason other than her own raging insecurity. And you expect me to just stand there, smile for the cameras, and play the part of the doting fiancé?"

Camila said to her, "We won't have to fight alone, the press and the people will fight on our behalf, there will be no conducive place for Amora to stay again, you've crippled her with this because she would never be safe anywhere," "I can see the malicious comments, the threats, everyone will want to kill her by now, " "All you have to do now is a create video ma, you need to be broken at the same time strong as you say your thoughts to everyone and release it online, Amora is as good as dead by now." "Let's get it started already," Vittoria said smiling while Camila set up a camera, "I'm ready," "Now, let's go," Camila said while Vittoria cleared her throat,

Others expressed shock like the President always did. I saw tweets like “So after Femi has finished destroying women’s self esteem he has decided to get married to a mulatto. Typical Nigerian men” “Jesus!” I exclaimed quietly. Another one said. “Light skin privilege is a thing y’all. Femi dates a light skin girl with Indian hair and all of a sudden wants to get married?” I didn’t know that Nigerians could be racist but now had proven other wise to me. I looked at Ama. There were tears in her eyes. I dropped my phone and pulled her close to me.

Camilla barked, "Don't you dare beg him! So what if he got the other families to blacklist us? My family—the White family—we're not afraid of him. We don't answer to anyone!" Dominic's body tensed. She was right—he still had Camilla's side of the family. Camilla pulled out her phone and smirked at Andrew. "If you're really trying to destroy us, then I hope you're ready for what happens next. Let me show you how powerless you really are." She immediately called her brother, Caleb White. "Hey, it's me…" But before she could say more, the voice on the other end exploded. "Shut your damn mouth! I'm not your family! You backstabbing parasite! You deserve everything that's coming to you!

the second lady muttered hopefully. "I cannot wait for that day to arrive. I hope that someone kills Alpha Jackson White soon, so that we can get our freedom. Ah!!" Camila didn’t know when she sprang up from the floor, but the next moment she was strangling the neck of the lady who had spoken so ill of her father. She had been quiet, watching the guards toss her around, but it seemed they had forgotten that she wasn’t a weakling of low strength in the Eastern Wood Pack.

He seats back on his chair sighing, he could feel this discussion will lead to an argument . " What do you want " She scoffs in disbelief. " what do I want, err hello I am your fiancee and coming to check up on you isn't a crime " Liam sighs rubbing his forehead " I don't have time for your dramas " " Oh but you've time for your snitch ex girlfriend uh " she said walking to his seat and leans on his chair arms . " Correct " Camilla folds her fist in anger feeling nothing but rage " I am going to let the whole world know about this and believe my crazy fans will come for her and your company's reputation will be in shambles "

"It's a subtle thing but we have found that professional lines are being crossed before anyone realises what's really going on." "Oh, right. Of course." Camille felt her cheeks heat with a blush. "No...I mean yes, I mean...I have been tested and no I don't have the gene." Camille felt awful for lying but she really didn't want any trouble and she was pretty sure she didn't have the gene. She would know by now, right?

I didn't feel like I could join in their conversations so I just watched. "Ugh. This is so annoying." Raya complained as Camila handed her back her phone. "He's ugly as fuck too. I don't know what you see in him." Camila said, and Carmen slapped her shoulders. "He's ok. And he's Canadian too. He's got an accent." Carmen giggled while Camila rolled her eyes. "Whatever, this is why I hate men." "Says the girl who's crushing on Matt from soccer." Carmen teased and Camila scoffed, but the blush in her cheeks didn't go unnoticed as she looked away.