Chapter 212

"Camila, are you okay?" Sullivan's low and calm voice came through the line, wrapped in genuine concern. Camila paused slightly. "Sullivan, why do you ask? I'm fine, really-nothing's wrong." Did he somehow find out what happened on the Royal Cruise? "Glad to hear that." On his end, Sullivan sounded a bit off, like something was weighing on him, a trace of sadness sneaking into his tone. After a short silence, he added, "Camila, my dad wants me to check on your calligraphy progress. He said he'll probably do a spot-check when you're back." Camila glanced at Prescott and noticed his expression darken by the second. She reached out and hugged him tight. Seriously, it was just a phone call-did he have to get like this? Still, knowing how he could get, especially with that strong possessiveness of his, the fact he didn't interrupt her call was already him trying to restrain himself. He spoiled her, but he had his forceful ways sometimes too. Straightening up a bit, Camila said sincerely, "S