Divorced the Cheat Married the Fleet (Camilla and Lance) novel Chapter 334

Several grainy photos from the hotel came with the story.

That’s when he finally put it all together.

Moments later, Barnard hit refresh on his phone. There it was, a video of his argument with Davina outside the hotel, already making the rounds online.

The Carter family had become public fodder lately, showing up in the news more often than social media stars and influencers. Most people didn’t even blink anymore.

Still, a crowd of curious onlookers was always ready for drama, latching onto the latest scandal with endless commentary.

Calvin was on the line, ranting non-stop. He wanted Barnard back at The Carter Estate right away.

When the call ended and the line went dead, Barnard felt a weird sense of unease, but there was no time to analyze it. He shot Davina a sharp look, then jumped in his car and headed home.

Inside the hotel lobby, Camilla watched his car pull away, a small, mocking smile twisting her lips.

Barnard was persistent, still trying to hold their ancient history over her head. If that’s the game he wanted to play, Camilla was happy to give him trouble of his own.

She’d sort out what really happened those years ago. After that, she’d clear things up with Barnard once and for all.

Carol was by Camilla’s side tonight. The Golden Horizon Enterprises CEO was there too, all thanks to Carol’s connections through her family.

That’s how the timed interview and those news leaks had come together. With all these distractions flying around, Barnard wouldn’t even think to suspect Camilla or have the time to bother with Lean.

It was already one in the morning. Outside, a deep winter chill seeped through the city. Camilla didn’t bother going back to Laguna Shores.

She went straight to the hospital and stayed the night with Elise. By sunrise, she quietly collected hair samples from Lean and Jasper and took them to be tested.

Before any results arrived, Camilla’s phone buzzed with a message from the private detective. A quick half hour later, she parked at the edge of an alley in an old part of town.

The detective sipped coffee at a nearby breakfast joint, waiting.

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