Chapter 177: Introducing my husband to my former professor

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Chapter 177: Introducing my husband to my former professor "Camilla—" Camilla’s raised leg was caught by the man’s other large, well-defined hand. With a firm tug, he pinned her against the doorway. "That’s practically spousal homicide," he murmured, his deep laughter rumbling low in his chest. The distinctive scent of ebony sandalwood enveloped her, filling her senses. Sweetheart?! Her furious glare melted into delight the moment she recognized the handsome, chiseled face before her. "You’re here?" "What’s wrong?" Sinclair caged her entirely in his arms, his dark eyes glinting with amusement as they crinkled at the corners. "Didn’t Camilla want me to come?" "Of course not!" Camilla looped her arms around his neck, her face alight with joy. "I missed you so much." The moment she saw Sinclair, all her earlier bad mood simply vanished into thin air. That one simple sentence—utterly unremarkable on the surface—somehow filled him with an inexplicable satisfaction, smoothing away the turmoil in his heart. A faint, rare smile tugged at the corners of Sinclair’s usually indifferent lips. With a slight flex of his arm, he lifted Camilla effortlessly and settled her onto the nearby table. "Let me see," he murmured, his voice low and deliberate, "what’s on Camilla’s mind." Before she could respond, his hand cradled the back of her head as he leaned in, sealing her lips with his. Their breaths mingled, and in that quiet exchange, affection bloomed, drawing their hearts ever closer. --- **International Hotel.** The pinnacle of luxury unfolded in the hotel’s top-floor banquet hall. "Dr. Alex," Dr. Robert muttered, still struggling to process the surreal surroundings, "you’re the only one here who actually knows this VIP. He upgraded us to this elite venue out of respect for you, didn’t he?" The name *Sinclair* was, of course, no stranger to him. No, to be more precise. Anyone in the capital who keeps up with the news knows of this person’s existence—and even those who don’t follow the news have likely heard the name. But someone like him? They had no connection whatsoever. "Of course not. I wouldn’t dare claim that kind of influence," Dr. Alex chuckled, shaking his head before glancing toward the grand entrance of the hall. "As for whose favor we’re enjoying here... well, you’ll find out soon enough." It wasn’t just Dr. Robert—everyone else was buzzing about the situation too. After all, in the capital, it was common knowledge that the International Hotel operated strictly on a membership basis. Each floor catered to a different tier of clientele. And the banquet hall at the very top? Money alone couldn’t secure a reservation. The fact that they were here tonight would be the envy of countless friends once word got out. "Could it have been arranged by Senior Mega? You know he’s the one bankrolling Dr. Robert’s birthday banquet—deep pockets and all." "Unlikely. If it were him, why wouldn’t we have been directed here from the start?" "Fair point. But if not Senior Mega, who among us has the connections and resources to pull this off?" Though Antonio was also curious, his concern clearly lay elsewhere. Setting down his wine glass, he turned to Dr. Robert and the others. "Camilla went to the restroom and hasn’t heard the news yet. I’ll go bring her over." "No need," Dr. Alex interjected, stopping him. "Just stay put. She’s definitely the first among us to know." Antonio sensed something amiss, his brow furrowing. "Dr. Alex, what do you mean by that?" Dr. Alex merely chuckled and shook his head, offering no reply. Just then, a wave of astonished murmurs rippled through the crowd near the entrance. "Did Camilla just step out and come back with a man?" "That guy is ridiculously handsome! Is he her boyfriend?" "As much as I hate to admit it, they look perfect together!" "With faces like that, how could they not?" Amid the chatter, two figures slowly made their way inside. "Good heavens!" Dr. Robert rose from his seat in astonishment at the sight of the two figures entering through the doorway. He wasn’t alone—everyone in the room reacted similarly. But Antonio seemed petrified, his eyes locked onto the newcomers with an intensity that bordered on disbelief. The man was clad in an impeccably tailored black suit that accentuated his tall, statuesque frame. His features might have been chiseled by Michelangelo himself—the dark brows, the penetrating almond-shaped eyes, the finely sculpted lips. His face was a masterpiece of masculine beauty, yet radiated an arctic chill. Those obsidian eyes swept indifferently across the room with a gaze so commanding it sent shivers down spines. He appeared to observe everything, yet acknowledged nothing. Some men were simply born to command. Every movement exuded an innate nobility that ordinary people could never hope to emulate. Beside him stood Camilla, her ethereal beauty making them appear as though they’d been destined to stand together since the dawn of time. To any observer, they would have made a breathtakingly perfect couple. But to Antonio, the sight was like salt rubbed into an open wound. His lips pressed into a bloodless line. So this was the "ordinary office worker" Camilla had mentioned?! The moment Sinclair appeared, he captured the attention of every woman in the room. Dr. Alex noticed this and shook his head imperceptibly. *These women only see his handsome face, but they have no idea how terrifying he truly is.* Without sparing a glance at anyone, Sinclair wrapped an arm around Camilla’s slender waist and guided her toward Dr. Robert. Dr. Robert, however, didn’t dare wait for Sinclair to approach him—he immediately strode forward to greet them. The others, including Dr. Alex, followed suit. Only Antonio remained rooted in place, his expression dark and unreadable. But at that moment, no one paid him any mind. "Professor," Camilla said with a soft smile, her lips curving gently. "This is my husband, Sinclair." Despite having braced himself, Dr. Robert couldn’t suppress a jolt of shock. He had no idea this girl was already married—and to *this* man from the Luther Family, no less. And here I was, foolishly trying to play matchmaker between her and Antonio. Now, Dr. Robert finally understood the cryptic remarks Dr. Alex had made it earlier. A cold sweat broke out on his forehead. The crowd around them reacted with a mix of expressions—some shocked, some puzzled... and of course, some downright envious. "Camilla is already married?! And to such a devastatingly handsome man?!" "Don’t just stare at his face. Doesn’t the name Sinclair ring a bell?" "Ring a bell? Clearly, you don’t follow financial news enough. Sinclair is the current head of the Luther Family." "That Luther Family? The top dynasty in the capital! No wonder Camilla turned down Senior Mega." "Ugh, the heavens really do shower Camilla with every blessing. It’s just not fair!" Antonio watched as Camilla stood beside Sinclair, her face glowing with happiness and soft laughter. A dark chill seemed to radiate from him, his hands clenched into fists inside his pockets, knuckles white with tension. "Since you’re Camilla’s mentor," Sinclair said, his tone is surprisingly mild as he regarded Professor Robert with a faint curve of his lips, "just call me Sinclair." His voice was deep and cool, effortlessly magnetic. "No, I’d prefer to address you as Mr. Luther." Professor Robert replied, shaking his head with polite deference. Dr. Robert naturally wouldn’t actually address Sinclair that way. "Please, have a seat first." "No need," Sinclair replied, his thin lips curling slightly as his narrow, dark eyes slowly shifted to Antonio. "I’m here to take Camilla home." In an instant, Antonio felt an icy chill envelope his entire body, weighing him down like a suffocating pressure. A single glance was all it took for him to recognize the insurmountable gap between them. Meanwhile, back at the ancestral home. "You are insolent!!"

Chapter 177: Introducing my husband to my former professor

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