Camryn walked around the cash register to retrieve the roses for Callum.

As if she just heard the footsteps, Camryn stopped what she was doing and turned her head to face Mrs. Newman. She indifferently uttered, “Mom.”

Mrs. Newman first checked Callum out. Unable to put her finger on the familiar face, she painted a smiling face and asked, “You look familiar, mister. And you are?”

The person with the Maybach was no ordinary man.

Straightening his back, Callum turned around and met Mrs. Ne