The Roman Walter Effect

Chapter 4

The little crowd of people around the court premises were stunned, staring speechless before laughter turned up. 

A moment ago, Mario was distracted by her striking beauty and seductive curves but now, after hearing the insult she threw at him, confusion and embarrassment both lunged at him. 

His gaze drifted toward the heap of metal that had once been his prized car. 

Humiliation burned hotter than the summer sun.

Camille walked toward him with calm steps. Every movement made her hips sway from left to right, her move was elegant yet carried a seductive charm. 

Mario's gaze was locked onto her like a snipper who found a target. Mira immediately ceased to exist. In front of a goddess like Camille, Mira was nothing.

The way she walked and smiled was charming, it was as though she was chanting a spell that drew attention to herself.

Anyone could feel Mario's burning gaze through the shade. His car came back with nothing in front of a damsel.

When she stopped in front of him, her tone was cool enough to freeze one to death.

“If you keep staring,” she said softly, “I’ll assume you’re assessing a threat. And I deal with threats very quickly. Clear?”

She was already in a foul mood and his lecherous gaze on her was fueling her anger. 

Something in her voice sent shivers down his spine making Mario's breath hitch. He nodded and looked away.

Camille turned from him and faced Mira. She lifted a finger and tilted Mira’s chin, forcing their eyes to meet.

She was already in a foul mood and his lecherous gaze on her was fueling her anger. She couldn't help wondering what it was that Mario had that could have attracted Mira.

To her, Mario's wealth was like a drop of water in the sea when compared to Roman’s.

“Look at the thing you choose over my brother.” She taunted her. 

“My brother once told me you were different from the other woman he had met in the past,” Camille said. 

“Kind. Loyal. The kind of person worth building a future for. The kind of woman our granddad wanted him to share our empi…….” Roman rounded his hand swiftly over her lips, cutting her short. 

“Not now. Not here.” 

Mira tried to retreat, but Camille didn’t let her. “Do you know how many people would give everything for his trust? For his protection?”

Camille inhaled, stepped back, and went to the Rolls Royce parked behind her. She returned with a huge crystal case and dropped it at Mira’s feet. She opened it revealing the content to everyone.

“This,” Camille said, “is what you called worthless. These are pure, south sea pearls. It took us weeks to get enough to make this set for you. You see the catalog, inside it are all the custom made hand begs and dresses from any high end brand you can think of including the Birkins.” 

She breathed. “That's not all you see, the key inside there belongs to the latest edition of 2026 Rolls-Royce that would have been waiting for you. Do you know how much that car is worth?”

Camille wasn't relenting. 

“It's enough to buy the company you assholes work for and you'd still have a lot left.” 

She slid through her phone. “That aside, do you know how much he spent preparing a matrimonial home for you?” 

A pure luxury penthouse seated on top of a hill in a reserved area. 

Mira’s eyes widened with shock and suspicion. 

“House, cars, bags, jewelry, it would have been a world beyond your imagination.” Camille snarled at her. 

“If only you had waited just one more day, everything in here and many more would have been yours, you would have enjoyed a life of luxury like never before.” 

Mira turned to Mario, eyes flickering. Even Mario was surprised, wondering if all these were true. Roman locked his gaze at them, arms crossed against his chest. 

“It's quite unfortunate. Ahh how could I forget the best of them all.”

She dug around the box and pulled out a black card inscribed with golden words. Mira Donaldson written on it.

Mario gasped at the sight, while Mira looked at him. “I'm confused. Is this true?” 

“You've seen something and you ask if it's true.” Mario's look said. 

“Seeing the stupid look on your face, it's obvious you don't know what this is. Blobfish…..why don't you explain to your little girlfriend what this is.”

“I'm not a….” Before Mario could finish his sentence, Camille glared at him. Her gaze was so intense that it made him keep quiet instantly.

“It's a globally recognized unlimited card. With….. with this you can get money anywhere in the world. I…. I thought it was made up.”

Camille chuckled and shut the case, handed it to Roman, he shook his head refusing to take it.

“I have no use for it anymore, you can keep it. Let’s go,” he said.

“Well lucky me.” She turned to leave but stopped and faced Mira.

“Do you know that your life was hanging by a thread all this while, if I wanted I would have taken it with just one order for humiliating him.” After saying that she looked down at Mira's chest where a red dot was flickering.

Mira followed her gaze and her face went pale instantly.

She knew exactly what it was, her knees buckled and she almost fell to the ground.

It was the first time Mira's life was threatened by a mysterious, powerful woman. She really believed that Camille could take her life if she wanted.

“Camille, that's enough. Let's get out of here.” Roman finally spoke up, tired of watching these two foolish, confused people. 

She nodded and walked back to the car.

Camille carried the case back, climbed into the driver’s seat, and the Rolls Royce engine roared to life. As it drove away, the reflection in its dark windows showed Mira standing speechless on the sidewalk, staring intensely at the car driving away.

Roman sat in silence as Camille drove the car through the narrow streets toward the industrial district. The faint hum of the engine filled the quiet.

He stared out the window, watching the city blur.

Camille kept glancing at him, he could feel her gaze, he tried ignoring it at first but she just wouldn't stop.

“What is? If you have something to say, say it and stop staring at me.”

“Why didn't you let me end her pathetic life? How can you stand to see her living and breathing after what she did to you?”

“Letting her keep her life is a bonus to me. I've got a lot to do for her and her bastard man.”

“Trust me!”