Chapter 872

Callum scurried behind Desmond. His big, adorable eyes were full of curiosity and a thirst for gossip. 'Mr. Dance's drunk. Is he gonna kiss Mom too?' he wondered. 'Wow, there's no way I'm missing this.'

In her room, Camilla had just finished her shower and was doing her skincare routine when, out of nowhere, a pair of slender arms wrapped tightly around her waist. The mirror reflected a handsome,