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Skyline Hotel, the only seven star hotel in fortheville, was fully reserved joy the hard family to catarata Cami’s day
Today, Camile looked absolutely radiant–trene had personally styled her in a custommate sink princess from ther billowed like cotton candy. With her porcelain skin and naturally adorable features the entled nothing as than a king
doll
The Stuard family of four arrived at Skyline Hotel together Hanson crouched dowed as loud with Camila penny thing her hair. “Sweetheart, Daddy needs to greet the other guests now I can’t stay with you ju
The guests invited by the Stuard family were all Northeville’s wine, and as the head of the family, it was his distly to welcome them.
Although Camila had never had her own birthday party in her previous ife, the had see the lackoce family throw prand celebrations for Agnes many times. Familiar with the process, she nodded obediently “Go aheat Gably the sad we
Her maturity made Harrison feel both proud and a little heartbroken Known for his them and cold demeanor in public he couldn’t help but soften in front of his sweet and delicate dange
With a dramatic sigh, he said, “Sweetheart, aren’t you even a Intle sad that Daddy has to go? I can’t bear to leave my precious Camila, not even for a second” He even pretended to wipe away imaginary tears, putting on an engately pitiful face.
Camila’s lips twitched. Her father’s love was a bit overwhelming She cupped his face and, mimicking a child’s tone comforted him. “Daddy, you’re a grown–up! You can’t cry like a little kid, or you’ll stop being handsmer
Harrison sniffled theatrically, his expression so pitiful it could win an award. Then Daddy wants a big hug from his sweetheart to cheer him up.”
Camila sighed as Harrison teared up. Ever since joining the Stuard family, her parents and brother demanded endless hugs and kisses daily. If she weren’t so small, she suspected they’d make her give piggyback rides too.
Despite her inner thoughts, Camila cooperated wholeheartedly, giving her father a tight hug and even rewarding firm with a
kiss.
*Come on, Dad, be good and go greet the guests already” she said, her tone playful yet affectionate
With Camila’s hugs and kisses, Harrison seemed to regain all his energy. He handed Camila over to kene.
After he left, Irene pointed to the grand door in front of them and said, “When the birthday party starts, Mommy will take you through this door. You’ll be the star of the night, my little Camila–everyone will be looking at your
That door had once been an uncrossable divide for Camila. Countless times she’d fantasized about the Jacksons hosting a grand ball, guiding her through its frame to proudly introduce her as their daughter
But those dreams had always ended. The Jackson family had given her nothing but cold indifference, never a shred of love or recognition. Yet in this time, she had found all the love and respect she had once yearned for in the Stuard family.
The more she gained now, the more she felt sorry for her past. If she’d chosen the Stuard family instead of staying in the orphanage for Owen, everything might have been different.
She wouldn’t have taken poison to escape her misery, nor dragged Lucy into becoming a murderer. This time, Lucy wouldn’t have to witness her tragic fate. Camila believed Lucy would grow up healthy and happy.
Camila clenched her fists, her resolve firm. When I grow up, I’ll find Hazel and Lucy. I owe them, and I’ll make it up to them -no matter what, she thought.
“There’s still some time before the birthday banquet starts, Irene said gently. “Why don’t we head to the lounge and rest for a bit? We’ll come back when it’s time.*
“Okay, Morn,” Camila replied sweetly.
Camila walked alongside Irene and Joseph toward the lounge. Once they arrived, Irene turned to Camila with a serious expression and said, “Camila, there’s something I want to ask your opinion on.”
Camila tilted her head in confusion. “What is it?” she asked. ‘I was still so young–what could possibly require my input” she wondered.
“Camila, you’re already part of the Stuard family now. After today, everyone in Northeville’s high society will know you’re my daughter. So, I was thinking of changing your last name to Stuard From now on, you’d be called Camila Stuard. What do
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you think?”
Honestly, the Stuard family didn’t have to ask a five–year–old about tins. but out of respect for her, they genuinely cared about her thoughts.
Irene’s face showed both anticipation and nervousness. Camila, hearing her words, felt a surge of deep emotion. In her past, she had longed not just for familial love but also for respect.
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Camila shook her head vigorously tears streaming down her dowers. “Mom, I really want to change my came to Stand want to be part of the family I’m just so happy“”
Irene gently patted Camille’s small back, her heart aching Carla myst have suffered so much in the charge to be moved to tears so easily trene stently vowed that their family woud showe Camba with me on ad can the future.
Taking out a handkerchief, trene wiped away Carla’s tears Sweetheart, dotoy por ser get a suffy how wil my little princess look her best later?”
Camila now took a shaky breath, her tears finally slowing as she tried to smile teang her top office rally far
relieved.
“Sweetheart, are you thirsty or hungry? Let me grab you a lele something to tide you over
Camila had only eaten a birthday cake earlier this morning, so she wasn’t hungry, but she did feel a bit parched Mon, 16 like some water”
“Alright, just wait here. I’ll go get you some water right away?
After Irene left, only Camila and Joseph remained in the lounge. The siblings were enjoying a pochd moment together until the door burst open.
“Ugh, I’m so tired! Why hasn’t the banquet started yet? My feet are killing mer
*Agnes, there’s a lounge here. Come on in and take a break”
The door swung open, and in walked Harry and Agnes, their presence instantly souring the mood. Camila and Joseph looked up, their expressions darkening.
Camila frowned, ‘How did they even get in here? The Stuard family booked the entire Skyline Hotel, and only irited guests were allowed. I’m certain the Jacksons weren’t on the list, she thought
Joseph’s blood boiled the moment he spotted them–yesterday’s dress thieves. He sprang up, eyes icy. “Who let you for He hissed, “Get out.”
Harry and Agnes saw them. Harry sneered, his tone dripping with disdain. “What are a bunch of nobodies like you doing here?
“Oh, I see. Trying to cozy up to the big shots at the Stuard family’s party, huh?
“Yeah, makes sense. For people like you, even the crumbs that fall from the hands of the aristocracy would be enough to feed you for a lifetime.
“But too bad for you, we ran into you today. Don’t even think about pulling off your little scheme, you selfish, greedy wannabes.
“And you’re telling us to get out? I think it’s you who should leave.”
Harry acted like he’d completely forgotten how Joseph had humiliated him yesterday, leaving him too beaten to even fight back.
He strode over, grabbed Joseph by the arm, and tried to shove him out. “Get out of here! This isn’t a place for broke upstarts like you. Just being here lowers the hotel’s standards!
Camila’s anger flared as Harry’s arrogant words hit a nerve. He was always like this–jumping to conclusions and blaming others without a shred of evidence. She couldn’t believe he’d been this insufferable even as a kid. What a piece of work.
Camila had tolerated Harry’s arrogance toward her, but seeing him lay hands on her brother was the last straw Withc hesitation, she swung–her palm connecting with his cheek in a sharp crack.
The slap echoed sharply, snapping Harry’s head to the side. His cheek quickly turned red and swollen.
“Let go of my brother! Camila glared at Harry, her eyes blazing with disgust.
Harry froze, stunned by the sudden slap. When his gaze met Camila’s fiery eyes, filled with hatred, his heart involuntarily skipped a beat.
Agnes, seeing Harry get slapped, stormed over, her face twisted with rage. “How dare you hit my brother? I’ll make you pay
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for this!” But before she could get close, Camila slapped her across the face too, just as hard.
Harry snapped out of his daze, released Joseph, and shoved Camila roughly. “How dare you hit my sister?”
Camila stumbled and nearly fell, but Joseph caught her just in time. “Leave now, or you’ll regret it!”
Harry felt an inexplicable hatred toward Joseph, especially when Camila affectionately called him brother. It ignited a nameless fury within him.
“You must be begging for a beating!” Harry lunged at Joseph; fists raised. Seeing this, Camila quickly grabbed Joseph and pulled him away.
She didn’t want to waste time arguing with the Jackson family, especially on her birthday. If she ended up covered in bruises, it would embarrass the entire family in front of the guests.
It was better to find their parents. Once they did, her parents would surely call security to throw the Jackson family out.
“Joseph, let’s not waste time on these lunatics. Let’s go find Mom and Dad,” Camila said, holding Joseph’s hand as they ran.
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