The next day at noon.
When Camilla woke up, Sinclair had already left.
She stretched languidly, finding her arms and neck aching noticeably.
She couldn't help but recall the scene from last night in the bathroom.
Her eyes, still somewhat sleepy, suddenly snapped into focus, and two patches of rosiness spread across her fair complexion.
She knew.
If it wasn't for her period, there would be more than just these two areas feeling sour.
As Camilla touched her own neck, she suddenly felt a cold sensation, and a shade of doubt crossed her lovely eyes.
"What's this?"
She got up and went to the mirror.
Only then did she realize that a necklace was now adorning her previously bare neck.
The pendant was a drop-shaped light blue diamond, delicate and unique.
The corner of Camilla's lips lifted slightly, her eyes filled with sweetness.
She took out her phone and dialed Sinclair's number.
Luther's Corporation, in the president's office.
