[~Song Recomndation: Cothru by Jeremy Zucker~]
The two won stared at the handso man in front of them. Ellie even gave him a once-over, from head to toe and back.
"Wow, you look surprisingly sharp for soone who is up this early. Are you heading to a date or sothing?" Ellie remarked as she eyed Ric.
Ric flashed a charming smile that could make anyone swoon. He was dressed in black slacks and a gray shirt that fit snugly against his muscular fra. The sleeves were rolled up, emphasizing his biceps, while the top three buttons were undone, showing his sculpted chest.
"My agency called late last night about a talent casting. I also heard from my aunt that Cammy's heading to the city today, so I woke up early to join her. Then I'll head straight to my agency after that," Ric explained, shifting his gaze to Cammy.
He couldn't help but notice her subtle attempts to pull down her skirt, trying to cover her smooth, fair legs, only to unintentionally highlight the way her snug shirt emphasized her curves and rich bosoms.
Ric gulped at the sight of her and had to put his hand inside his pants pocket to discreetly push his growing bulge into place without the two ladies noticing, for it was starting to get uncomfortable.
"You look stunning, Cammy. The business suit looks good on you," Ric complinted.
"It's too tight and short. I still haven't lost all the pregnancy weight that I gained in the last few months. Maybe I should start eating less," Cammy remarked casually.
"That's not necessary if you ask . You're sexy in my eyes," Ric responded, making both won glance at him with awkward expressions.
Ellie quickly decided to usher the two out of her house before things got more awkward. "Alright, it seems like I'm no longer needed here. Cammy, are you alright going with him?"
"Uhm, y-yes. I guess it's practical. We should get going before we get caught in rush hour traffic," Cammy replied, even though she wasn't keen on going with Ric. Unfortunately, she didn't have much of a choice.
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Thankfully, after a few hours, they reached the city in no ti since it was still early and there was not much traffic yet.
"Should I drop you off at the main entrance of the Cross Tech Building?" Ric asked.
"No, I need to go to Dylan's school first. Just drop off at the bank near the school—I need to withdraw so money to pay for his boarding," Cammy responded.
When they arrived at the bank, Cammy imdiately stepped out of the car, but Ric called out to her before she could close the door.
"I'll text you later so we can head ho together, okay?"
Cammy smiled and nodded, then quickly made her way to the ATM, eager to get away from Ric.
It wasn't that she didn't appreciate his help; she just knew he had ulterior motives.
The rest of the day for Cammy went smoothly. After her interview at Cross Tech, she made a point of avoiding crowded areas and even bought sunglasses and a sumr scarf to cover her head, hoping to go unnoticed on her way there. She only took them off when it was ti for her appointnt.
Since her interview wrapped up quickly and ended just before lunchti, she decided to visit the nearest mall to pick up so essentials for herself and Dylan, as they had left most of their belongings at ho.
To save money, she opted to have lunch at the mall's food court, where the als were much more affordable than those in a typical restaurant.
While she was eating, the sound of her husband's na being ntioned on the news imdiately caught her attention. She turned her head toward the large TV screen at the center of the food court, eager to hear more.
~Breaking News: Duncan Veston Announces Tragic Death of Wife and Son in Plane Crash as Authories Release the Official List of Victims
In a deeply sorrowful statent released earlier today, Duncan Veston, the billionaire owner of Veston Shipping Line, officially confird the devastating loss of his wife, Camilla Veston, and their young son in a tragic plane crash. The accident occurred last Saturday while they were en route to Arlon City, and authorities have since confird there were no survivors.
Mr. Veston was also expected to take over his father-in-law's company in the coming months due to the Chairman's deteriorating health following the loss of his only heirs, his daughter and grandson.
The Veston Shipping Line, one of the world's largest mariti transport companies, has seen its stock prices dip following the news, while condolences have poured in from business leaders and public figures worldwide.
The company has requested privacy for Mr. Veston and his family during this difficult ti, stating that further details regarding morial services will be shared at a later date.
The aviation authorities are currently conducting an investigation into the cause of the crash...~
"Dad..." Cammy whispered, suddenly rembering her father's situation. 'I completely forgot about you. I've been so caught up in my own problems that I didn't even check on you. I'm so sorry.'
Feeling guilty, she quickly picked up her phone and called Felicity, recalling her promise to help.
"Hello, dear? How did your interview go?" Felicity greeted warmly.
"It went well. I'll fill you in on the details when I get back. But I'm calling about your niece—did she manage to talk to my father?" Cammy asked, getting straight to the point.
"Oh, that's all taken care of, Cammy. I was waiting to tell you. My niece called earlier and said she spoke to your father yesterday. He's doing well and understands the situation. She explained everything to him. He did cry, but he promised to keep quiet about your whereabouts. He does want to video call you when you get a chance," Felicity inford her.
Hearing this, it felt like a heavy weight had been lifted off Cammy's chest. After briefly checking in on Dylan, she ended the call and headed to the departnt store to buy what they needed.
However, as she walked toward the store, a familiar figure caught her eye. She froze and quickly ducked behind one of the large columns in the mall. Taking a cautious peek, she saw her husband, Duncan Veston.
Her gaze shifted upward to see the na of the boutique he had entered. Cammy's brows furrowed when she realized it was a shop for baby items, specifically for newborns.
'What the hell is he doing there? Our twins are gone... Is he being sentintal and buying sothing for them?' Cammy thought.
An impulsive idea suddenly crossed her mind, making her heart race. 'Should I do it?' she questioned herself.
A battle raged within her. One part urged her to walk away, while another scread at her to go for it.
'Ugh, screw it! I'm doing it! Here goes nothing!'
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