Clara's POV

In a nick of time, I had arrived at the company and as soon as I passed through the main entrance door, I saw Camille seated on a couch.

The moment our eyes met, he had a sly smug plastered across his lips. Alighting from the couch, he approached me.

Camille hand me a white handkerchief. "I didn't think you would be in an haste to see me. Here, use this to dab off your sweat"

I pushed his hands away. "Follow me"

I was Camille to my office, telling Jessincth to push back anything I might have prepared today.

Once we were alone, I threw the bomb....