Chapter 17 Camille Strikes Again

• Naomi's POV
• As I anxiously adjusted the hem of my dress, the enormous ballroom reverberated with the sound of clinking glasses. Roman was going to use this as another chance to show me off like a trophy wife at a charity event. However, something felt different tonight.
• Camille's smile was as keen as a blade, and her cold stare weighed heavily on me from the other side of the room. I made an effort to ignore her and concentrate on the donors interacting with one another, but the tension in the room was oppressive.