Chapter 44

Camille narrowed her eyes as she stared at me. Her eyes were brimming with visible displeasure. I cast my gaze into the distance and said nonchalantly, "What if some important figure unknowingly ate a dessert that had been switched? Would they blame the Layton family for the poor hospitality? "If you stepped on their toes because of this, and Mr. Layton takes it out on you, the consequences wouldn't be worth it." My words sent Camille quivering with rage, and fury flashed in her eyes. "How dare you talk to me this way?" I shook my head. "I'm just giving you a piece of advice. It's up to you if you want me to take the desserts back." Camille was stumped. Her expression was grim as she stared at me and shouted, "Fine. I'll make you regret it, you muttface!" With that, she shot to her feet and left in a huff. It was 6:30 pm now. Half an hour more, and no one in this place would own me anymore. As for Camille, she had better steer clear of me in the future. At that moment, the l