She's the Campus Prince novel Chapter 545

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Chapter 545

Chapter 545

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Lance stood at Cameron’s door, arms crossed, holding a letter in one hand. When he didn’t smile, his entire presence carried a sharp, cold edge. But the moment he saw her step out of the elevator, that rigid expression softened.

“Cameron. You’re back,” he said, a faint smile tugging at his lips.

Cameron frowned slightly when she saw him standing outside her door.

“Why didn’t you just go in and wait?”

Lance replied without thinking, “Didn’t have a key.”

“Then how’d you get in yesterday?” she asked flatly.

Lance kept quiet.

‘Right… That…‘

He had been caught red–handed yesterday. No point in pretending it wasn’t awkward.

Cameron said nothing more and unlocked the door with her fingerprint. Lance lingered for a beat, standing just outside.

She looked back at him. “What are you, a vampire? Just come in already.”

He stepped inside and shut the door behind him. “Cameron, I am your brother. Your real brother. Can’t you at least ease up on the attitude a little?”

“I don’t remember agreeing to that,” she said with a blank expression.

Lance was momentarily at a loss.

“Whether you acknowledge it or not, we share blood. You can’t exactly opt out of that,” he muttered.

Cameron went to the fridge, grabbed him a bottle of sparkling water, and sat across from him on the couch. “So, what is it this time?” she asked. “Here to talk me into moving into Yates Manor again?”

“I’d love to,” Lance said honestly. “But would it work?”

“You already know the answer.”

“Your tone’s gonna kill me one day,” he sighed. “I swear, it makes me want to throw something.”

Cameron glanced at him. “You sure you’d win that fight?”

Lance blinked. “Excuse me?”

The corners of his mouth twitched as he stood up to his full height, towering over her.

“I’m six–foot–three. You?”

“Five–nine,” she replied.

“And you really think you could take me?”

She tilted her head, meeting his gaze evenly, “You wanna find out?”

Lance kept quiet.

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09:58 Wed, 11 Jun

Chapter 545

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‘Pretty sure my little brother wasn’t new to getting smacked around!

No way was he going to fight her. They were siblings. Siblings didn’t fight–not physically, anyway.

He sat back down and adjusted his posture.

“For the record,” he said, “Yates family rule–no brawling between siblings.”

Cameron didn’t respond.

Lance reached into his coat and pulled out the letter. He held it out.

“Cameron, Mom, Dad, and Gavin all know. They were overwhelmed–so happy, honestly. They all hope you’ll come home to Yates Manor explained how you feel about it, that you’re not ready, and they said they won’t push. This is a letter from Mom and Dad.”

He extended the envelope.

But Cameron didn’t take it.

He had no choice but to place it gently on the coffee table.

Still trying to maintain his composed, older–brother charm, Lance softened his tone.

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