Rebirth Swapped Bride; Married to the Ruthless Cursed Billionaire
Chapter 173: Senior Antonio I am married

Chapter 173: Senior Antonio I am married

Dr. Alex suddenly shot to his feet, startling everyone around him.

One person even spat out the tea they had just sipped.

"Dr. Alex, what’s with the theatrics?

It’s dr. Robert’s birthday—can’t you keep it together?"

"Exactly.

At our age, no matter what happens, we really shouldn’t be getting so worked up."

Dr. Robert, too, looked at Dr. Alex with confusion.

"Dr. Alex, what’s going on?"

"I..." Dr. Alex’s gaze flickered toward Camilla, his words dying on his lips as his brow furrowed deeply.

He had seen her before—on the lock screen of that man from the Luther Family.

If she was bold enough to be displayed so openly as his wallpaper, then this young woman was most likely the elusive Mrs. Luther.

But matters concerning the Luther Family were strictly confidential.

Unless given explicit permission, no one was allowed to breathe a word about them.

So, no matter how curious or bewildered the others looked, Dr. Alex couldn’t explain.

Instead, under their questioning stares, he slowly raised a trembling finger—and pointed directly at Antonio.

"Call that young man back first.

There are still some academic questions I need to ask him."

So that was the reason.

"Young people have their own affairs to attend to. Whatever questions you have you can wait until later."

Dr. Robert chuckled and tried to press Dr. Alex went back into his seat.

Too late.

Dr. Alex stiffened, refusing to sit down. "Listen to me, dr. Robert. Call him back first."

Having worked for the Luther Family for so many years, he had practically watched the Mr. Sinclair grew up.

He knew that temper all too well.

If that brat Antonio dared to entertain any improper thoughts toward the girl, there would be hell to pay.

Dr. Robert merely assumed he was too engrossed in his academic pursuits and smiled helplessly.

"If you want to call him back, do it yourself.

I won’t be the one interrupting young people’s time together."

Time together, my foot.

Dr. Alex grew visibly agitated.

Meanwhile... "

Junior,"

Antonio gazed at the person before him, a gentle smile playing at the corners of his lips.

Hearing that familiar voice, Camilla finally noticed Antonio standing beside her, a flicker of surprise crossing her features.

"Why aren’t you keeping the professors company

, Senior?"

That table was a goldmine of connections—every aspiring doctor would kill for a seat there.

She had left medicine behind, so it didn’t matter to her.

But for a rising star like Antonio, it was different.

*None of them are as important as you.*

The thought flashed through Antonio’s mind, though he didn’t voice it.

Instead, he took a seat beside Camilla, his expression tender.

"The professors’ discussions are a bit out of my depth."

Camilla glanced at the table, where nearly every head was crowned with silver hair, and a knowing smile curved her lips.

"Fair enough."

Antonio chuckled but said nothing more, picking up a matcha-flavored dessert and placing it in front of her.

"I remember this was your favorite flavor back in college."

The crowd noticed the scene and immediately began whispering among themselves with varied expressions.

"Envy aside, you have to admit Antonio and Camilla make such a stunning couple."

"A perfect match of talent and beauty."

"If you ask me, they’ve probably been together for a while.

Look at them subtly wearing matching outfits at a class reunion."

"Now that you mention it, that does seem to be the case."

"Seem?

I’m certain of it.

They arrived around the same time too—probably deliberately entered separately after meeting outside."

Meanwhile...

Inside the speeding Rolls-Royce Phantom on the road.

Sinclair stared at the surveillance footage before him, his dark eyes swirling with intensity.

His long, pale fingers, which had been idly tapping the armrest, suddenly stilled.

Ramsey felt a chill run down his spine and immediately pressed harder on the accelerator.

"This—"

Dr. Alex’s eyes widened as he watched Antonio’s actions.

"What on earth is he doing?!"

Just when you fear something the most, it happens.

Seeing Dr. Alex’s expression, Dr. Robert couldn’t help but chuckle.

"The young man is just trying to please the one he fancies.

Why are you so shocked, Dr. Alex?"

"The one he fancies?

" Dr. Alex couldn’t bring himself to laugh.

"Do you even know who that girl is?"

"My student, Camilla,"

Dr. Robert replied, his face full of confusion.

"I was the one who introduced her to you, Dr. Alex.

Why are you asking me that now?"

He glanced at the teacup and joked,

"Could it be that even tea can make one drunk?"

A smile.

"Keep this up, and you’ll be crying soon enough."

Dr. Alex couldn’t be bothered to engage with Dr. Robert any longer, his sharp eyes scanning the surroundings.

He had a hunch—that terrifying young man from the Luther Family was definitely watching from somewhere. Meanwhile.

"Thank you,

Senior."

Staring at the dessert Antonio had handed her, Camilla suddenly recalled Tiffany’s words and resisted the polite urge to accept it.

"But people change.

I stopped liking this flavor a long time ago."

Whether Fanny’s warning was true or not, she needed to keep her distance from Antonio.

Antonio’s outstretched hand froze midair, the dessert untouched.

Just like that day in the café.

The warmth in his smile faded for a fleeting moment before he set the dessert down.

When he looked up again, his expression was perfectly composed.

"Then what flavor do you prefer now?

I’ll get it for you."

"Nothing in particular," Camilla replied, shaking her head.

The smile on her lips grew noticeably colder.

At that moment, her phone suddenly vibrated.

"Excuse me."

Camilla picked up her phone.

It was a message from Luke.

"Madam, we’ve obtained Tyler’s blood sample."

Not long ago, Tyler had been stabbed in the thigh by Sinclair, so getting his blood sample wasn’t difficult.

The real challenge was Jonathan.

Camilla narrowed her beautiful eyes slightly and put away her phone.

However, Antonio noticed the white rose charm dangling from her phone.

A gentle smile curved his lips as he remarked,

"It seems at least in your love for white roses, you haven’t changed.

Though it’s a shame..."

He looked at Camilla, his smile tinged with a hint of helplessness.

"Before coming here, I searched nearly half the capital but couldn’t find any.

It’s as if white roses are forbidden in this city—not a single shop dared to sell them."

This puzzled him the most.

No white roses in the entire city?

As Camilla stared at the white rose charm on her phone, Sinclair’s distinctively deep voice suddenly echoed in her mind.

"If you like it, then I’ll make sure it belongs to you alone—at least here in San Francisco."

And he actually did it.

A wave of sweetness surged in Camilla’s heart, lifting the corners of her lips into an unconscious smile.

Her sweetheart was the best, the absolute best, the very best man in the world.

Some things were worth saying three times.

As Antonio watched Camilla’s face, radiant with joy and breathtakingly beautiful, his heartbeat suddenly quickened.

His gaze deepened, as if he could drown in her.

Meanwhile, the man on the other end of the surveillance feed had eyes as cold as ice.

Ramsey kept his expression neutral, but inwardly, he was groaning in frustration.

What was that damned Antonio thinking?

Why did he have to keep stomping all over the boss’s landmines?

Now he had to suffer through the tension too!

"Oh, by the way, Senior,"

Camilla suddenly remembered something and turned to Antonio.

"Since you’re back in the country for work, why didn’t you bring your wife along?

You should’ve shown her off—let everyone envy you."

"Camilla."

Antonio’s smile shifted again, his deep eyes locking onto hers with an unreadable intensity.

"All these years abroad, I never dated, let alone got married."

His tone was earnest, as if making a solemn declaration to Camilla.

"Really?"

Camilla deliberately ignored the subtle shift in Antonio’s address for her, her delicate face feigning mild surprise.

"Well, in that regard, Senior, you’re one step behind me."

Her eyes curved into crescents as she continued without waiting for his question.

"A few months ago, I got married."

Antonio froze, disbelief written all over his face.

"Camilla, you—what did you just say?"

"I’m married, and it’s been nothing but bliss."

Camilla lifted her wine glass, her smile faint yet deliberate as she met his gaze.

"Come to think of it, since we’re acquainted, Senior still owes me a wedding blessing."

Meanwhile.

A sleek black Rolls-Royce Phantom pulled up at the hotel entrance.

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