Camila Ruiz felt a bit frustrated, and somewhat helpless. Jimmy Horne is no longer the Jimmy from ten years ago; he's become more unfathomable and elusive than before. She wasn't his match back then, and now... Camila forced a bitter smile; it seems like Jimmy has her in the palm of his hand now.
The expressionless men all glanced at her coldly.
Camila Ruiz had seen plenty of indifferent men. Aren't Jimmy Horne's second uncle and fourth uncle indifferent people? But it's rare to see people who exude such an icy aura like these men in front of her.
Without Jimmy Horne, the space outside felt unnatural to her, and the atmosphere was deeply awkward.
Reluctantly shifting her feet, she resigned herself to walking outside.
She had just eaten until full, and taking a walk after a meal is good for the body.
Moreover, she could get a sense of where she was now.
Camila Ruiz walked out of the house and could no longer see Jimmy's figure.
