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My Coldhearted Ex demands a Remarriage by Eva Blackwood

Chapter 391
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Chapter 391:

Her resentment toward Carrie surged. If not for this woman, she wouldn't have offended someone as important

as Albin.

As she scrambled for a way to salvage the situation, her eyes caught sight of a familiar figure outside the store.

Camille. The bold, stylish outfit made her instantly recognizable. She recalled rumors of Camille being close to

Albin.

She quickly put two and two together. The girlfriend’s here—and now there's a perfect chance to use this against

her rival.

She subtly signaled to another sales associate nearby, who had shared gossip about Camille and Albin. The other

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associate nodded and hurried outside to approach Camille.

“Miss Nixon?” The second associate greeted her warmly. “Were you looking for someone?”

Camille paused, giving her a puzzled look. “Do you know him?”

The associate smiled sweetly. “Of course. I'm from Morwick. I've seen you and Mr. Murray together before. You're

such a perfect match, how could | forget?” She gestured toward the store. “Mr. Murray is inside right now. |

noticed you looking around and thought I'd check if you were searching for him.”

Camille's sharp instincts told her something was off about this sudden friendliness, but the associate's words

were complimentary and polite. A sales associate from such a big brand wouldn't lie about something like this,

she reasoned.

“Thank you. I'll go find him now,” Camille replied, her tone neutral.

The associate hesitated, as if she had more to say. “Miss Nixon...”

Camille raised an eyebrow. “What is it? Is there something else?”

The associate lowered her voice, feigning reluctance. “Well... there's a woman in the store who's been clinging to

Mr. Murray. We couldn't just ask her to leave...”

Camille's expression hardened. She'd recently read about sales associates seducing customers’ partners. Could

the sthing be happening to her?

Her thoughts spiraled. Albin, that lazy good-for-nothing, had gone to the restroom earlier but now seemed to be

lingering here, flirting with another woman? They'd only been dating for a few days, and he was already bored?

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The anger bubbling inside her erased any caution, and she stormed toward the Morwick counter. The moment

Camille entered, she spotted Albin standing with his back to her, seemingly talking to a woman close enough to

touch.

But the woman was also wearing a sales associate's uniform, not the customer the other associate had

mentioned. In such a short time, Albin had flirted with two women? Her fury boiled over. Without waiting to

process what she was seeing, she stormed up and slapped the sales associate across the face.

The sharp sound of the slap echoed through the store, plunging the counter into an awkward, stunned silence.

Everyone turned to look, their faces a mixture of shock and disbelief. Camille stood with her hands on her hips,

her voice sharp as she unleashed her anger.

“You vixen! Are you flirting with my man? And you, worthless jerk! You've got a gorgeous girlfriend like me, and

you're still not satisfied? Flirting with this old woman? Have you lost your mind?”

Albin turned around, his brows furrowed in genuine confusion. “Camille, what are you doing here?”