I am Mrs. Ballmer
Camila smiled, her eyes scanning the room like a benevolent queen feeding her subjects.
“Wow, even when I offer you food, you keep your mouths shut!” Camila joked in a sweet, seductive voice, walking over to Helena with a tub of ice cream in her hand. The smile on her face was angelic, but her eyes, when they met Helena's, were icy. “Sister, you should eat too. You must be exhausted from... trying.”
“Thank you,” Helena replied, accepting the tub with cold and distant politeness.
She knew that game better than anyone. Camila always behaved like an immaculate saint in front of Edward and the cameras. Helena was fed up with that Oscar-worthy performance, but she knew that, on that stage, the vi
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