Chapter 165

Camilla gave a detached smile. "See, Mr. Ashford, we were never from the same world. You know it, and so do I—"

"Give me some time," Garrett's voice cut in, low and steady.

Camilla narrowed her eyes, trying to clear the feverish haze clouding her mind. "What did you just say?"

…

Inside the apartment, Clara slipped off her shoes at the door and glanced at the man across the room.

"Thank you for he