Camilla pointed out gently, "But you mentioned you'll eventually have an arranged marriage. Won't he have to do the same?"
Catheleen paused. She hadn't actually considered that until now.
"Maybe... yeah, I'm not really sure."
Realistically, Lambert was the heir to the family empire. Every generation before him had married for business alliances.
Camilla smiled knowingly.
In that instant, reality crashed down on Catheleen.
She realized she had no business trying to play matchmaker!
If Lambert was destined for an arranged marriage, what would happen to Camilla?
Would he just dump her when the time came, or worse, keep her hidden away as a mistress?
Catheleen couldn't stomach either option.
Furious on her friend's behalf, she hooked her arm through Camilla's. "Cammie, I totally support you! Whatever you decide, I am on your side!"
"Catheleen, get in here," Lambert's voice rang out from the kitchen.
"Go back to your room, I'll call you when the food is ready!" Catheleen whispered before jogging toward the kitchen. "Coming!"
Even though Camilla wanted to minimize contact with him, it felt rude to hide in her room while he cooked in her new apartment.
As Catheleen entered the kitchen, Lambert glanced over his shoulder. "What were you two whispering about?"
"Nothing!" Catheleen said, feeling incredibly guilty.
She had firmly decided to switch her allegiance to Camilla.
As for her cousin? He was on his own.
She had initially thought he was genuinely serious about Camilla, assuming it would lead to marriage.
But Camilla's comment brought her back to reality.
If Lambert was just looking for a casual fling, that was absolutely despicable.
After plating the food, Lambert washed his hands.
Walking out, his gaze swept over the entryway console.
His expensive sapphire cufflinks were no longer sitting bare on the wood; they had been carefully placed on top of a folded, light green silk scarf.
He glanced toward the dining table. Catheleen was saying something to Camilla, and Camilla's lips curled into a genuine smile, a small dimple appearing on her cheek.
She looked breathtaking.
Lambert approached the table smoothly. "Try it, see how it tastes."
They all sat down. After two bites, Catheleen gave him a massive thumbs-up. "Your cooking is literally unbeatable!"
Camilla had tasted his food before, but experiencing it again made her wonder if the heavens had simply played favorites when creating this man.
How could someone be so effortlessly perfect at everything?
A few minutes into the meal, Lambert casually extended his long leg beneath the table and kicked Catheleen's shin.

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