Camille's POV
I looked up at him, arching an eyebrow in pure confusion. "What?"
"You put out a statement and called a press conference just to squeeze money out of me?"
My expression went completely dead. I didn't even have the energy to explain myself.
"If that's what you want to believe, go for it."
Lucian tracked every single micro-expression on my face, trying to see if I was telling the truth.
"That video clip was taken from your dashcam. You had airtight proof the whole time, but you sat on it and didn't even hand it over to the Enforcers. Camille, you did this on purpose, didn't you?"
"Yeah," I said, letting out a cold laugh.
"If I'd handed it over early, how could I blackmail you for a hundred million now? More importantly..."
I took a step closer, smelling the sickly swee
