Swapping a Broken Heart for a New Start novel Chapter 468

The little one’s face changed instantly—her eyes lit up, and she nodded her tiny head eagerly. “Lillian gets it! Daddy, be careful on your way!”

Camila Davis couldn’t help but stare in astonishment.

She turned to Dennis Williams, curiosity written all over her face. “What on earth did you say to Lillian? She never listens to anyone like that!”

Dennis just chuckled, his eyes crinkling at the corners. “That’s a secret between me and Lillian...”

Lillian nodded solemnly, repeating, “Uh-huh, secret!”

Watching the two of them in such perfect sync, Camila couldn’t decide whether to laugh or sigh.

Her sweet, obedient little girl actually had secrets with someone else now. But she didn’t press for details.

Whatever Dennis had promised, it clearly worked—Camila could relax, knowing Lillian wouldn’t be a handful tonight.

After saying their goodbyes to Dennis, Camila and Lillian headed upstairs.

That evening, Camila noticed Lillian was unusually excited before bed, practically bouncing on the mattress as if she were waiting for something magical to happen.

It was so obvious that Camila couldn’t help but laugh and wonder. Was this Dennis’s doing? What had he told her?

But Lillian wouldn’t say a word, no matter how Camila coaxed.

Two days sped by, and the fifteenth rolled around.

That afternoon, Sarah Brown showed up at Camila’s office, bursting with energy. “You have to come with me. Right now. It’s important.”

Camila blinked at her in confusion. “Where are we going?”

Sarah just grinned and shook her head. “You’ll see. Just trust me—it’s big!”

Sarah rarely made a fuss about anything, so Camila didn’t argue. She clocked out early and followed her out the door.

Before she knew it, Sarah had whisked her off to Harrisburg’s grandest hotel.

Camila barely had time to process where she was before Sarah was shoving her into a dressing room, handing her a gorgeous evening gown, and summoning a team of stylists to work their magic.

“Are we going to the Oscars or something?” Camila joked, peering at Sarah in the mirror.

Sarah had changed too, but her dress was simple and understated compared to Camila’s show-stopping ensemble.

Sarah grinned mischievously. “You could say that. Actually, you’re tonight’s star!”

Camila’s mind was spinning. “What are you talking about?”

“Come on, it’s time for your grand entrance!” Sarah grabbed her hand and towed her down the hall.

They stopped in front of a set of double doors. When they swung open, Camila was met with a dazzling sight: the ballroom was packed with familiar faces, sparkling lights, and lavish decorations.

That’s when it finally hit her.

It was her birthday.

And over by the bar—were those business moguls she’d seen in Forbes? She could hardly believe her eyes.

Camila felt a rush of disbelief. Was this really just a birthday party? The guest list read like a who’s-who of the city’s elite.

At that moment, Eric Morris strolled over and clapped her on the shoulder. “Camila, don’t just stand there! There are a lot of important guests tonight. Don’t keep them waiting.”

Camila took a steadying breath and nodded. “Got it.”

She understood now—this whole celebration had been orchestrated by the master himself.

Her heart swelled with gratitude. She was determined not to let him down tonight.

Arm in arm with her family, Camila made her way into the throng.

The party was invitation-only; besides the guests, only the hotel staff were around.

But just as the festivities were getting underway, something unexpected happened—a livestream popped up on social media, broadcasting the party to the world.

The camera zoomed in on the dazzling scene.

The culprit? A notorious journalist famous for digging up dirt on celebrities and politicians, always chasing the next big scandal with provocative headlines.

He'd made more enemies than he could count—every day his comment section was a war zone, but he didn’t care. If anything, the controversy only drove up his views, and he loved every minute of it.

Tonight, he wasn’t holding back. The title of his livestream blared across the screen: **“EXCLUSIVE: Inside the Birthday Bash of the City’s Power Players!”**