Chapter Sixty-Eight

The day began with a beautiful scene, as the sun embraced everything in its warmth.

The sky above was a vast expanse of blue, with occasional clouds that danced with the sunlight.

Camilla sat outside the garden in her parents' mansion, finding comfort on a cozy couch, basking in the sun's gentle caress.

Engrossed in a conversation with her personal assistant, Lauren, the air hummed with their talk.

Every word seemed purposeful, carried by the breeze to the blooming flowers nearby.

"Okay... The clothes look much better now," Camilla said, contentment resonating in her voice as she shared her assessment.

On the other end, Lauren nodded and hummed in agreement, responding, "Yes, they do look better than before."

"Hmmn... Just make sure the girls deliver it to Taylor Jones' house before the end of the day," Camilla emphasized, her tone conveying the task's importance.

"Her movie premiere is tomorrow, and we can't afford any delays or mistakes," Camilla added, and Lauren's commitment was e