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Mistaken Marriage, Unexpected Love

Chapter 323
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Chapter 323

After half a month, Willie still hadn’t found any leads.

He had thoroughly investigated Camila, and yet, he wasn’t able to find out what kind of man she was in touch with. “Still nothing?” Isaac raised an eyebrow as he stared at the view outside the French window of his villa.

His body was firm and towering. A cold aura emanated from him, sending a shiver to anyone who was under his gaze.

“Sorry, | haven’t discovered anything,” Willie answered honestly. “As far as I’m aware, she hasn’t had any boyfriend either at school or at work.”

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Isaac shot Willie a skeptical look.

He had seen Camila take contraceptive pills before. If she wasn’t having sex with a man, why would she need to take that? Besides, she had been pregnant before.

How could she get pregnant without having sex?

Suddenly, a sneer formed in Isaac’s face. “She's hiding herself really well!”

Willie stared at Isaac and kept blinking. In an instant, he understood what Isaac had meant.

“I see. You mean she has thought this through, which is why | can’t find her? Just like her fleeing, you’re saying that this is all premeditated?”

“You must find her even if she goes to another planet!” Isaac ordered coldly.

“Yes.” Willie lowered his head and let out a secret sigh.

This was probably the most difficult thing he had to do ever since he worked for Isaac. Meanwhile, in the middle of drawing, Camila suddenly sneezed.

Is someone talking about me? She wondered while rubbing her nose.

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Her sneeze made her body jerk, making her hand slip and draw the wrong stroke.

She was almost done with this painting, but that last stroke ruined everything. She couldn’t help but sigh in disappointment.

Looking at the disfigured painting, she had lost all motivation to finish this piece. So, she walked out of the stuand headed outside to get sfresh air. Rowena followed Camila and draped a coat around her shoulders.

“What's on your mind?” she asked.

“Nothing,” Camila replied, shaking her head.

“Well, if you're tired, don’t hesitate to rest.” Rowena was cleaning up the drawing room. In the meanwhile, she could also take care of Camila.