Chapter 5 - The Unexpected Arrival
The heavy, cinematic tension in the bedroom was suddenly shattered.
The massive double mahogany doors of the master suite were violently pushed open.
Camille jumped, completely dropping her cruel, arrogant facade. She frantically smoothed down her champagne silk dress and put on her best sickening, sweet smile, expecting it to just be another servant.
But it wasn't a servant.
Julian marched directly into the bedroom. He didn't look exhausted from work. He looked absolutely lethal.
"Julian, darling!" Camille gasped nervously, rushing forward to hug him. "You're home early! I was just dealing with the help. She clumsily shattered my favorite perfume!"
Julian didn't hug her back.
He didn't even look at her. He completely bypassed his stunning fiancée, walking straight past the plush white bed and heading directly for the marble vanity.
He immediately knelt down on the floor right next to Emma, ignoring the dangerous glass entirely.
"Emma, stop," Julian commanded gently, a fierce, protective warmth filling his deep voice. He gently grabbed her trembling, bleeding hand, pulling her away from the jagged shards. "Don't touch another piece."
Camille froze. The color violently drained from her face as she watched her billionaire fiancé kneeling on the floor to comfort a maid.
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"Julian, what are you doing?" Camille demanded, her voice cracking with sudden, genuine panic. "She needs to clean that up!"
👉 What absolute, brutal reality check is the billionaire about to deliver?
