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    A woman in a pink miniskirt approached Cam with a smirk of disdain on her face. Cam’s brows


    furrowed, a sense of wariness in her heart.


    “I didn’t expect to see you here,” the woman said as she reached Cam, ncing at the man


    beside her with malicious intent. “Boyfriend?”


    “Don’t know him,” Cam replied coolly.


    “So, now you do?” The man extended his hand, smiling.


    “Sorry, I’m working, and I’m not interested in acting,” Cam said, not taking his hand.


    “How ungrateful!” The man, his hand still hanging in the air, left in a huff, embarrassed and angry.


    Tabitha, who is this?” someone asked.


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    Tabitha curled her lips into a sneer. “Her? She’s my half–sister,” she said, looking at Cam. “Is your


    mom still running that shop?”


    Everyone looked over, their eyes filled with mockery.


    Tabitha’s family owned a chain of grocery stores throughout the state. Even though online shopping


    had caused the closure of several stores in recent years, they remained significant yers in the


    industry. Tabitha was often affectionately called the “Grocery Princess.”


    Cam, wanting nothing to do with her, turned to leave but was stopped by Tabitha. “What’s going


    on. Can’t even exchange a few words with


    your sister?”


    “What’s there to talk about? How your mom became the other woman?” Cam retorted.


    Furious, Tabitha grabbed and tore off the jacket draped over Cam. “It’s those who aren’t loved


    who are the home wreckers!”


    Cam just smiled and picked up Connor’s jacket, dusting it off.


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    The bartender tapped on the counter, displeased. “Ms. Cam is Ms. Rita’s guest. Show respect.”


    “Ah… so she’s some CEO’s secretary,” Tabitha said with a meaningfulugh.


    “No wonder she doesn’t want to act. Sticking with the CEO must be lucrative.”


    “Exactly. Why bother showing face in the entertainment world to earn a hard living when you can


    have it easy?”


    “I know a few friends who might be interested in you.”


    Their words grew more direct and offensive, barely stopping short of using her of being kept by


    her CEO like a sugar baby.


    Cam watched them with a coldugh, her eyes revealing nothing but disdain. Just as she was


    about to speak, someone took her by the arm. Cam turned and saw Rita, who had arrived


    unnoticed.


    “Who’s interested in Cam?” Rita’s eyes swept over them, her smile tinged with a chill.


    Suddenly, everyone fell silent, leaving only the bar music ying. It was no secret in the circles that


    Rita was Ray’s granddaughter. Offending her was akin to provoking the Passos family, a powerful


    n with global influence and stakes in the entertainment industry. “Why are you so quiet? I thought


    you all had a lot to say. Cam is my friend, my cousin’s assistant. Since when did it be your


    ce to judge?”


    “Ms. Rita, it’s a misunderstanding,” Tabitha said, forcing a smile.


    “Misunderstanding?” Rita’s gaze pinned Tabitha, sending shivers down her spine.


    “Cam is my sister. We were just chatting, right?” Tabitha looked desperately at Cam.


    “I don’t have a sister, Cam straightened her dress and smiled.


    Immediately, the crowd around Tabitha stepped back, leaving her isted. Tabitha’s face flushed


    with embarrassment, her hands nervously clutching the hem of her skirt.


    Rita chuckled lightly. “Since Cam doesn’t know you, you’re not wee here, and the Passos


    family doesn’t wee you either.”