“I just can’t believe it…”
Sarah Brown stared at her phone, still stunned, then turned to Larry Adams. “Larry, what’s with Mr. Williams suddenly making such a big show of things? That’s so not his style.”
Larry grinned. “What else? Haven’t you heard all the rumors flying around lately? People have been saying he and Camila broke up.”
“Camila’s busy, she can’t exactly run around shutting everyone up,” Sarah replied, shaking her head. “But I doubt she even cares what people say.”
“Dennis isn’t like that,” Larry continued, still smiling. “Even the smallest slight, he won’t let Camila suffer it. That’s why he brought Lillian along to that business dinner—he wanted everyone to see that they’re solid.”
Sarah blinked, surprised. She hadn’t realized Dennis had such a motive for bringing Lillian along. The thought warmed her heart. For a man as accomplished and reserved as Dennis Williams to go to such lengths for Camila… it really said something.
Larry tucked his phone away, then added, “You know, everyone used to say Dennis was like a monk—totally indifferent, devoted to work, emotionless. He even spent a few years at that monastery upstate, living like a hermit. Some even joked he didn’t like women at all—maybe he liked men instead.”
“But I always knew,” Larry went on, “he just hadn’t met the right woman. Dennis is the type that, once he falls, he falls hard. That’s why I always supported him and Camila from the start. Once Dennis makes up his mind about someone, he doesn’t change it.”
Sarah smiled, touched by the whole thing. “Well, I guess I have good instincts. Setting those two up was definitely the right call!”
Larry laughed with her. “Tonight’s going to break a few hearts, I bet! Especially among the country club ladies.”
That was no exaggeration. It wasn’t just the debutantes who were crushed by the news—word traveled fast, and soon enough, Cynthia Lee heard about it too.
When Cynthia found out Dennis had brought that kid along to the business dinner at The Oak Room, she lost it—smashed three vases in her living room, her face twisted with rage.
He actually took that brat into the exclusive circle at Cabinda!
“Hey Camila, I’m heading to Cabinda tomorrow,” Walter’s voice came through. “Bringing the new team with me. If you’re free, maybe you could help set things up for them—and hey, we could all grab dinner together.”
“Sure,” Camila replied easily. As head of the institute, it was her job to greet new team members. She couldn’t just leave it all to Walter; that would be a pretty lousy move.
And it worked out, since Dennis was busy tomorrow anyway—he was picking up his cousin from the airport and there was a family dinner, so he couldn’t join her and Lillian.
“What time’s your flight?” she asked Walter. “I’ll book us a table.”
Walter filled her in on the details. “See you tomorrow, then.”
“See you,” Camila said, then headed home, already making a mental note to call her favorite Italian place for a reservation.

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