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Charming Mommy Of Adorable Triplets Chapter 2045

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 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 ju 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 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, M Florence's mien turned stormy. How dare this b*stard suggest something like this!? She took a deep and made sure her smile did not falter. “Look, Cameron. We're gonna be married very soon, aren“t w 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 satisfied laugh. “Oops, did I just get it right on the first try? Tsk, tsk. How old are you, Cameron? You" 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 I the table. “And? How are you so sure about me never seeing anyone? Why would I ever tell you?" Fle 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? V 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. Florenc 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 Florence's smile froze, but her expression, too, seemed to have calcified. “I don’t think I understand y Cameron's attention shifted to the wine. “I have always been hypersensitive to alcohol. I can smell so 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 noticec