409.Chapter 409

In the private dining room, Camilla sat stiffly, one hand tugging at her scandalously short skirt, the other idly scrolling through her phone. Every so often, she'd glance impatiently toward the door.

After the third glance and still no sign of them, she frowned. "Mom, Dad, when exactly are Leo and his girlfriend going to get here?"

She fumed inwardly, 'I've been stuck here waiting with them for n