Chapter 40

Camille stared at the rows of jewelry before her, scowling.

What in the world was that just now?

Such a close-minded person. It was as though Christian Callahan really believed that all the women he had dated were the same as the rest.

He sounded so sure of himself, too.

Of course, being materialistic wasn’t always a bad thing. But there was such a thing as a limit and a boundary. The world wasn’t all black and white. There were layers to everything.

The population was made up of several billion people. Of course not everyone was the same.

Just as the way Christian Callahan was also different from the other male population.

‘Like Noah…’ Camille couldn’t help but think, and she could feel her spirits dampening somewhat.

It was no use. No matter how much she tried to forget about Michael and not think about him anymore, it didn’t work. Eventually, she would find her thoughts drifting back towards him.

It was pitiful in a way. Why did she, a grown woman, keep thinking about a man and wis