They Beg For My Return (Camila Jackson) novel Chapter 70

Chapter 70 Comila Gets Drunk

Giovani had always considered himself indifferent and calculating, acting solely based on his own will and objectives, never caring about what others thought.

To him, there were no absolute good or bad people in this world–only interests and methods, Everything he did was for his own goals, to protect his status and benefits

The rumors about his “ruthlessness” and “merciless nature” never bothered him. In fact, he believed those traits were necessary for surviving in this complex world.

But at this moment, Camila’s words-“You’re a good person–struck him as if some unseen force had pierced through his defenses.

Giovani’s lips curved slightly.

Since Camila had already called him a good person, he might as well live up to it.

“Wait here,” Giovani said before turning away

Camila leaned against the railing, watching him intently as he strode to the back of the Rolls–Royce and opened the trunk

His gaze landed on the two bottles of red wine

They had originally been prepared for the Eastville project negotiations, but now, they would be used to comfort Camila

Giovani picked up a bottle and walked back to her, handing it over. “Drink.”

Camila didn’t hesitate–she grabbed the bottle and drank straight from it.

Watching her boldness, a trace of amusement flickered in Giovani’s usually cold eyes.

Inside the car, Turner was utterly dumbfounded.

Wait–was this how red wine was supposed to be consumed? That was a bottle of Romanee–Cont, worth several thousand dollars, yet she was drinking it like it was beer!

Turner was at a loss for words.

Then, he turned to look at Giovani–the notoriously cold and emotionless man–standing there, indulging Camila’s reckless drinking. There was even a barely perceptible smile on his lips.

Turner had never seen his boss treat a woman with such patience before,

This was unbelievable. Without hesitation, Turner grabbed his phone and snapped a picture of Giovani and Camila standing on the overpass, sending it to Lindsey.

At that moment, Lindsey was frantic.

Not just her–Keira, Hazel, Harry, Owen, and William were all in a state of panic over Camila’s sudden disappearance. They had been searching for her non–stop for the past two hours, terrified that she might do something reckless.

Just as Lindsey was losing all hope, Turner’s message came through.

The moment she saw the photo, the tension in her chest finally eased.

But as she looked closer–seeing Camila drowning her sorrows with a bottle of wine–her heart clenched with pain.

Lindsey’s eyes reddened as she murmured, “How much pain must she be in…?”

Lindsey had always disapproved of girls drinking, holding onto her traditional beliefs. But now all she felt for Camila was overwhelming sympathy.

“Let her drink,” Lindsey sighed. “If getting drunk helps her forget the pain, even just for a little while, then so be it.”

After a brief moment to compose herself, Lindsey quickly dialed Giovani’s number.

By this time, Camila had already finished an entire bottle. Her pale face was now flushed, giving her a rare touch of vibrancy. Though her head felt heavy, she still reached for the second bottle.

Just as Giovani was about to stop her, his phone rang

With no choice, he answered the call, Lindsey’s voice came through immediately.

“Giovani, is Camila with you?”

Successfully unlocked!

He glanced at Camila–she was already drinkin kan

Lindsey continued, “Giovani, Camila is a good y

ad a tough life, and she’s been hurt too many times. You must take care of her. After she’s done drinking, take her back to your place.

“And listen carefully–you better not bully her. Or I swear, you’ll have to deal with me.” The more Lindsey spoke, the more emotional she became. By the end, she was crying.

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Chapter 20 Camilla Gets Prank

Hearing her choked–up voice, a strange sense of bitterness stirred in Giovani’s chest. “Don’t worry he reassured her

Still, Lindsey remained concerned. “Giovani, Camila is emotionally unstable right now You need to comfort her

Lindsey added, “And she’s been through a lot. Her heart is heavy Talk to her Help her open up

Giovani reolied, “I understand.”

Lindsey kept listing instructions–from making sure she had lemonade to ensuring she was properly covered at night- going into every little detail.

Giovani listened patiently, responding now and then,

Meanwhile, Camila was now completely drunk

She dropped the empty bottle, her body swaying

Just as she was about to collapse, Giovani quickly caught her. She leaned against him, her petite frame

Her dazed eyes stared up at him, filled with confusion. Who… who are you?” she mumbled

Giovani sighed, ending the call, and steadied her. “You’re drunk.”

soft and unsteady

But Camila didn’t seem to hear him. She raised a shaky finger, pointing at his sharp nose, her words slurring but oddly serious. “Harry, right? You’re Harry Jackson!”

you.

You’re not my brother. Go away

Then, suddenly, her emotions flared. Her brows furrowed as she spat out, “Harry, I hate yo I don’t need you anymore.”

She shoved at Giovani, though her drunken strength was laughable–barely a tickle against him. But the force sent her stumbling backward instead

Giovani swiftly reached out, wrapping an arm around her slender waist.