Rebirth Swapped Bride; Married to the Ruthless Cursed Billionaire-Chapter 20: Send out order

"Yes,"

The middle-aged man with a scar on his left eyebrow nodded.

"Our men witnessed it with their own eyes, there can be no mistake."

"How lucky the Luther Family is."

The middle-aged man felt the chilling pressure in the room increase, and he bowed his head even lower.

"Send out the orders," The man with the icy frosty gaze hidden behind golden glasses began to twiddle with the Divine mercy prayer beads in his hand, a sight that provoked shivers in one's heart.

"Make Camilla the highest priority for elimination."

"Yes!" The middle-aged man nodded and left the room.

At the Luther Family estate.

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Camilla sat on the edge of her bed, her hand delicately tracing the outlines of Sinclair through the air, as if touching a phantom.

It wasn't long since her last life, and indeed, she just saw him earlier today.

But it feels like Camilla hasn't taken a good look at him in a long time.

His features, seemingly meticulously crafted by the Creator, carried an aura of aloof nobility when he was awake but softened considerably when asleep.

Sinclair, I failed your love and mine too in my previous life. But in this life, I'm determined to make amends.

Tears began to flow uncontrollably from Camilla's eyes.

The hot liquid dripped down her cheeks onto the back of Sinclair's hand.

She was startled, but thankfully, Sinclair didn't show any signs of waking up.

Afraid that her presence might disturb Sinclair's sleep, Camilla controlled her breathing and moved to sleep on the couch.

Acupuncture may look easy, but it's extremely demanding in focus and energy.

Camilla had not been on the couch long before she fell into a deep sleep.

On the other hand, the sleeping Sinclair suddenly opened his eyes, his gaze clear and steady.

Why was she crying? For him? Sinclair looked at the spot on his hand where her tears had evaporated, then glancing towards the small figure curled up on the couch, his expression was inscrutable. -- The next day.

The sunlight coursed through the slight gap in the window, illuminating the room.

Bringing a touch of warmth into the frigid room.

Late, her long and thick eyelashes fluttered, and then she slowly opened her eyes, sitting up.

Only then did she realize that she was actually sleeping on the bed.

When did Sinclair carry her onto it? Why didn't she feel anything at all? Did they share a bed last night?!

At that moment, there was a gentle knock on the door.

"Madam, are you awake now?"

It's Late looked at the time, it's past noon already.

"I'm awake."

The person outside clearly sighed in relief.

"Madam, your husband, and father-in-law are all downstairs waiting for you to dine. Please hurry down."

Husband, and father-in-law?

Late instantly understood. Mr. Jonathan, Mrs. Margaret and Sinclair.

Sinclair's favoritism-flaunting father, his hypocritical stepmother, and his two-faced stepbrother.

In his previous life, they never showed him a friendly face when they saw him.

Fortunately, Sinclair never allowed him to meet them alone.

"I understand, you may go now."

Camilla held a set of obviously brand new toiletries from the bedside, took a white shirt from Sinclair's bathroom, and walked towards the bathroom. Living room.

Grandpa Luther was reading the newspaper on the sofa, his expression cold.

Mrs. Margaret glanced at the time and sidelong at Mr. Jonathan.

"We have been waiting for her all morning," Mr...Jonathan put down his teacup, looking displeased.

"She hasn't even woken up yet, she really does not know how to behave."

In the end, she is just a rural girl who can't make it to the big stage.

"Camilla stayed up all night taking care of Sinclair."

Grandpa Luther put down the newspaper, looking inexplicably at Jonathan.

"So, you didn't even show up last night? What gives you the right to stand here and criticize now?"

His disappointment in his son was growing.

Hearing his father speaking so bluntly, Jonathan's face also turned sour.

"Grandfather,"

Tyler got up and sat next to his grandpa with a friendly and charming smile.

"Dad took me with him last night.

We didn't know about elder brother's outbreak. If you want to blame someone, blame me."

Although grandfather was annoyed, he couldn't get angry at Tyler who had just returned.

Just as the atmosphere was becoming tense, a soft and beautiful voice rang out.

"Grandfather--"