He messaged, "You can consult me anytime regarding the design details."
Camilla quickly replied, "Okay."
Lambert guessed she wouldn't type a single extra word.
She was a fickle little liar.
She had promised not to avoid him, but she had clearly made up her mind to disappear from his life the second this suit was finished.
Lambert typed, "There might be some details that are better discussed in person. I have very high standards for my clothing, and I hope you can accommodate that."
He tried to keep his tone as professional as possible so as not to pressure her.
Truthfully, since downloading the messaging app, Lambert rarely chatted with anyone.
He simply didn't have the time or the inclination.
But ever since adding Camilla, he found himself staring at their chat box for no reason at all, constantly refreshing her social media feed.
Yet, their chat history offered nothing for him to savor.
Her social media feed was completely blank.
No matter the time of day, Camilla's replies were always concise and indifferent.
She didn't want to spare a single extra word for him.
In the past, Lambert had never understood people in relationships who stayed glued to their phones, texting endlessly.
Now, he wanted nothing more than to do exactly that, but Camilla simply wouldn't give him the chance.
Human beings truly were greedy creatures.
Before he had gotten close to her, he thought his life was set in stone. Sure, there was a sense of melancholy and loss.
But nothing in this world was ever perfect.
Even for someone like him, perfection was impossible.
Yet, he couldn't resist reaching out to her, even if he had to use Daniel as an excuse.
Now he knew exactly what her relationship with Daniel was, and he understood the nature of her feelings toward his nephew.
With that cleared up, the affection he had suppressed deep in his heart could no longer be contained.
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