After the Onyx Cartel proposed that Camille become Don Darius's wife, the meeting went silent for a few seconds.
Out of all the different things the cartel could have asked, marriage with Camille wasn't something anyone expected.
Still, Dante was even more confused than the others. He was the only one who knew Don Darius's real identity, and a request like that was utterly strange from someone like him.
Camille scoffed and let out a sarcastic chuckle, breaking the silence and placing her palm on her face with annoyance.
"I should have guessed you were also going to be disgusting perverts," Camille mockingly replied.
"Don't misunderstand me, Silver Lady—This isn't something I would lightly ask," Don Darius said, his expression stern and his tone severe.
"Am I supposed to be honored or something?" Camille asked, sharpening her gaze without expecting an answer.
