Chapter 8
The person who opened the door gave her an item. It was a square box with exquisite packaging.
It had a bag printed in the Anglesaian language.
It was a luxury brand!
When they got home in the evening, Camille opened it.
“Wow! Camille, tell me! What’s going on between you and the GEO? Estelle took the mask off her face and threw it aside to pick up the dress.
How did Camille and the CEO.
The dress was pure white and fit Camille very well, but….
Camille’s face turned red when she saw the dress. She grabbed the dress from Estelle’s hand and put it into the box. After she put it back into the box, she sat on the sofa and took a deep breath. “No matter what, I won’t wear this! This is almost naked. I absolutely won’t wear this!”
“Why not?” Estelle looked at her happily. “That’s the celebration party of Leicester Hotel Except for servicing guests at the party, the junior employees won’t be allowed to show up. Even if we are allowed to go, we can only stay in the side hall to have dinner and drinks. You are so lucky to be meeting Mr. and Mrs. Lucas that night.”
I’m lucky? It’s going to kill me.” Camille curled up on the sofa and began to worry about the party.
Friday night arrived in the blink of an eye.
Camille and Jordan went to preschool to pick up Allen.
Estelle also had to participate in the preparation of the celebratory party of the company, so Allen was left to Jordan. Fortunately, Jordan lived upstairs.
“Mommy, are you a fairy?” Allen giggled as he touched a piece of lace on Camille’s chest.
Camille got out of the car and kissed her son on the cheek. “Mommy is not a fairy”
“Yes, Mommy, you are!” Allen pouted.
Jordan held Allen in his arms and told Camille, “Don’t drink too much. You’d better stay with Estelle. Don’t leave alone.”
As soon as Jordan started his car, Camille’s phone rang. She was surprised to see a strange number and answered it. “Hello” “Walk to the door to see me. Luke stopped his car at the door and got out. He raised his hand to look at his watch and inadvertently saw the sports car again, but it had turned.
Camille turned around and saw the CEO dressed in a luxurious suit. He was there, meticulous and stern. On such a dark night, the cuffs of his white shirt, about two centimeters longer than his suit, were particularly dazzling.
All the people in the Leicester Hotel looked sideways and frequently nodded and bowed to the CEO.
When Luke didn’t get close to her, no one noticed her, but at this moment, countless pairs of eyes seemed to be staring at
her.
Luke put away his phone and looked at Camille up and down. “Why are you dressing like this?”
“My dress is good.” She couldn’t walk in wearing that bit of cloth
Chapter 8
Luke’s face was expressionless. He stared at the box in her hand, and his eyes turned cold.
He looked at her with complicated emotions in his eyes. There were people everywhere in the hotel tonight. Where could she change her dress?
“Ah!”
Suddenly, Camille’s hand was grabbed, and she was pulled towards the restaurant. She climbed the iron steps and was taken to the rooftop.
“Take off your dress! Change your dress right now!” Luke let go of her slender wrist.
The rooftop was dark, and Camille was even at a loss under his sharp eyes.
A few minutes later…
In a corner, Camille walked out, struggling.
“I really don’t like this kind of dress.” Camille blushed and looked at Luke’s tall and straight back
The white strapless dress seemed tailor–made, setting off her curvy figure.
Although Camille tried her best to cover her breasts with her hands, her creamy boobs partly covered were slightly visible, which made her look so sexy and also lovely.
Luke’s deep eyes somewhat froze. On a dark night, she became something no one could ignore.
Camille lowered her head and didn’t dare to look up.
After a long while, Luke said softly, “No worries. I like it.”
Camille was shocked. “What? He likes it… There is so little clothshe thought.
Luke turned around and went downstairs. Camille wiped the cold sweat on her forehead, put on her coat, and followed him downstairs.
At the entrance of the banquet hall, a lady walked out. She was Mr. Walter’s secretary.
“Mr. Walter!” The secretary looked at Camille, who was wearing a coat.
“What’s the matter?” Luke asked, fixing his eyes on Camille.
“Mrs. Lucas is not feeling well. She has just returned to her residence, but she invited Mr. Walter to take the miss she wants to see to have dinner together,” the secretary said to Luke respectfully.
Ten minutes later, Camille got into a long luxury limo. The street outside was dim, and inside the car, it was very quiet and bright. Although the cold wind blew, Camille still felt hot
Luke looked ahead silently. He was quiet and expressionless. He was usually like this.
Camille clutched the collar of her coat tightly and didn’t dare to take it off.
Luke said expressionlessly, “Don’t worry. Even if you remove all your clothes, I won’t be interested in you
Camille gave him a stern look secretly. Was she that bad?
The car soon arrived at its destination. It was a large foreign–style villa on the mountain. Camille still didn’t take off her coat when they got out of the car. Luke took two steps forward, grabbed her hand, took her hand off her collar, and took off her
coat.
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She felt the cold air piercing her skin when her coat was gone. Twas the first time she was so close to a man in so little clothes. She could smell the cologne from Mr. Walter and inevitably blushed
She raised her head slowly. Mr. Walter was very tall. It was this kind of sense of pressure again, familiar and fearful.
His cold eyes fixed on her bare skin. “In this way, you look like a woman
Camille was rendered speechless.
Luke walked behind her and touched her bare back with his cold fingers.
Camille turned around, and exclaimed. Luke had finished. He smiled and said, “You forgot about the dress‘ back zip. I just helped you get it done.
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