Chapter 2045 Cameron‘s smile faded.
Nollace did not stay to hear her answer. He picked his jacket up and left. He was certain that the answer was only
going to be yes.
Cameron waited until he disappeared into the door to lean against her chair, her mood pensive and thoughtful. A
woman approached her from the side and informed her, “Mr. Cameron? Ms. Serrano invited you on a date in a
restaurant.” A smile shadowed Cameron‘s lips. “And she couldn‘t even wait.”
The venue was devoid of other patrons. Clearly, Florence had the whole establishment cleared out just for her.
Now, her bodyguards stood outside like a row of samurais.
Cameron brought two women with her. She found Florence refining her make–up from her seat, her eyes staring at
a compact mirror. “Ah, Cameron! You kept me waiting for a little too long.” The cap on her lipstick clicked. She
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Cameron pulled a chair out, sat, and chortled. “That‘s your winning make–up? You wouldn‘t be out of place if you
stood outside a brothel! It doesn‘t look good on you at all, Ms. Serrano.”
Florence‘s mien turned stormy. How dare this b*stard suggest something like this!? She took a deep breath and
made sure her smile did not falter. “Look, Cameron. We‘re gonna be married very soon, aren‘t we? Are these really
the things you should say to your future wife?”
Cameron narrowed her eyes. “I think I‘ll be getting nightmares every night if my wife looks like you.”
“How dare you!?” growled Florence. Rage flickered in her eyes, but her father‘s order compelled her to suppress
the mutiny. She gnashed her teeth and forced a smile. “Listen, Cameron. The fact that I‘m willing to marry you
means I think you‘re worth it! Unless... Dare I say it? Unless you‘re impotent.” Cameron‘s outward indifference
made Florence break out a self–satisfied laugh. “Oops, did I just get it right on the first try? Tsk, tsk. How old are
you, Cameron? You‘ve never seen anyone all your life! What are you? An incel?”
The woman standing behind Cameron was visibly upset. “Please watch your words, Ms. Serrano.”
“Ooh!” Florence leaned forward and took a good look at Cameron. “I mean, everyone loves a pretty boy. You‘re a
pretty boy, aren‘t you? That’s the d*ck women love sucking.” Cameron laced her fingers together and set them on
the table. “And? How are you so sure about me never seeing anyone? Why would I ever tell you?” Florence was
quiet. She had indeed never gone out of her way to gather information on his love life, but that was only because
he was so infuriatingly irritating. The enmity was mutual, too, so why should she waste time giving a sh*t about his
love life?
How could a man like Cameron feel nothing about a woman as seductive and alluring as Florence? Was there
something even more suspicious about this weirdo?
“Hmm. Maybe I have made a mistake, after all,” she suddenly said. “I‘d like to apologize.”
She poured a cup of wine and pushed it to Cameron. The latter stared at it but said nothing. Florence raised her
own cup. “You wouldn‘t mind a toast, would you?”
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Cameron pinched the stern between her fingers and sniffed its content. A smile crept onto her lips–a smile that did
not reach her eyes. “Bold of you to try such a typical, underhanded trick on me while I‘m right here, Ms. Serrano.”
Florence‘s smile froze, but her expression, too, seemed to have calcified. “I don‘t think I understand your
accusation, Cameron.”
Cameron‘s attention shifted to the wine. “I have always been hypersensitive to alcohol. I can smell something is
amiss. The color is too murky, too, so... you added some extra kick into it, didn‘t you?”
Florence visibly stiffened. “You can‘t be serious.”
Cameron pushed the wine back to her. “How about you sample it?” Florence‘s hands, while placed on her lap,
balled into fists. She glared into her partner‘s eyes like a hawk. 1
She had spiked the wine, but it was a drug that had always been difficult to detect. Nobody else had ever suspected
a thing, and yet Cameron somehow noticed it!