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Chapter 573
The word “responsible” struck a chord in Camille’s heart, sending a tremor through her
resolve.
Still, she steeled herself and gave him a shove, breaking free from his embrace.
“Relax, I’m not that delicate, and it’s not like it was my first kiss. No need to act like it’s
some kind of a big deal,” she said with a casual flick of her smooth hair, brushing off the
moment.
“Prosecutor Arnold, you are quite the looker, sure, but I’ve always had a thing for the bad
boys. The squeaky–clean knights in shining armor? Not really my type.”
Bad boys?
Like Jareth and Elvis with their devil–may–care attitudes?
Jareth was already off the market, but Elvis, the notorious bachelor, was still available. And
with the party heating up like a college mixer, with the men and women getting cozy,
even he was feeling the pull. Could she possibly be interested in Elvis?
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtA pang of irrational jealousy surged through Arnold. “Maybe it’s time you tried something
different for a change?” he blurted out.
Camille, who had been maintaining her composure, almost lost it at his words, her lips
pressing downward in an effort to keep her cool.
“I’m open to it. In matters of the heart, it’s all about excitement and ty,” she said
with a sly smile, playing the enchantress toying with mortal hearts. “But Prosecutor
Arnold, are you up for the challenge, given your commitment issues?”
Camille rushed back to her friend Evadne, giving her a quick rundown before claiming a
work emergency had come up and her assistant was there to whisk her away.
Evadne, worried about her bestie and curious about what had transpired between her and
Arnold, hurried off to confront Arnold.
Downstairs in the living room, Arnold sat brooding on the sofa, nursing a cup of strong
coffee served by Alva to sober him up.
“What the heck happened? Did you bully Camille?” Evadne charged in, ready to defend
her friend’s honor.
“I kissed her,” Arnold confessed, deciding to come clean. Maybe his little sister could offer
some insight.
“Goodness!”
Before he knew it, a grape from the fruit bowl smacked him on the forehead. Evadne was
furious, hurling grapes at him as her cheeks flushed with anger. “No wonder Camille
looked so down, with red–rimmed eyes when she returned. You’re the one who upset her!”
As she tossed more grapes his way, Arnold ignored the fruity onslaught and even popped
one into his mouth. “Her eyes were red? Really?”
“Of course! And it’s all because of you. I sent her to look after you, and what do you do?
Get handsy with her? Are you the well–known prosecutor or the well–known thug? After a
couple of drinks, you’re suddenly so bold!”
Hands on her hips, Evadne laid into him with fiery words. “You owe Camille an explanation
for tonight! Otherwise, you’re just another scoundrel in the Ashbourne family, following in
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmEmeric’s footsteps!”
“You think I don’t want to make things right? I told her I liked her, but she wouldn’t have it.
What am I supposed to do?” Arnold’s eyes reddened as he stood up. “I admit I have
feelings for her, so I made my move. I have no experience with romance, no charm to win
a girl’s heart, but I wanted to try! But she’s not interested in me, says she’s just in it for
fun. What can I do? Can you force her to like me?”
Evadne blinked, taken aback by her brother’s candid confession.
Good heavens, Arnold had actually confessed to Camille so directly? Was he really that
bold?
Ah, a forceful kiss would upset any self–respecting girl, wouldn’t it?
Their quarrel wasn’t quiet, and Thaddeus was the first to arrive. He’d had a fair bit to
drink, but his mind was sharp. He walked straight over to Evadne and wrapped his arm
around her waist, his voice husky with concern. “What’s all this about? Why are you
fighting with Arnold?”
Evadne wriggled in his grasp, directing her irritation at Thaddeus. “Men are all devils!”
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