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“Working under Mr. Connor is a great opportunity. He’s a fantastic boss, and you’ll learn a lot from him. Cherish this chance.” Mr. Cash shrugged, sighing, “Looks like I need to hire a new assistant now.”
“By the way, your boyfriend Tucker came looking for you at the office last week. I sent him away. Didn’t you tell him you’ve moved to the headquarters?”
At the mention of Tucker, Camila shuddered with aversion. “We broke up,” she said flatly.
“Good riddance, that guy was never right for you. Chris from marketing will be thrilled to hear this. Everyone at the branch knows he’s got a soft spot for you,” John chuckled.
Camila forced a smile. “I’m not interested in dating right now.”
“Take your time. You’re a catch, so there’s no shortage of admirers. You know, the folks from the R&D department here at the headquarters are golden bachelors. Once the company goes public, they’ll even get stock options, and those are some solid assets. When you arrived, several people discreetly inquired about you. I told them you were taken, and they were quite disappointed. I’ll let them know you’re single now,” John said.
Camila shook her head vigorously, alarmed. “No, let’s just say I have a boyfriend. I just want to focus on my work.” Having lost faith in love after what happened with Tucker, she had decided to focus solely on her career.
Mr. Cash conceded, “Alright, you’re still young, so no rush. I’m off to see Mr. Connor now. Drop by the branch when you can. Everyone
misses you.”
“Sure. I’ll treat everyone to dinner when I get the chance,” Camila replied with a smile,
“Great”
Lately, Camila sensed that Mr. Connor’s mood was off. As a businessman, he prioritized profits. Could he be regretting the generous benefits he had given her? She worried about potentially losing her job.
Fortunately, the delivery from the luxury brand store arrived, giving her a chance to show her gratitude.
Unwrapping the package, she gently touched the brand’s logo, reassured by its prestige. Surely, Mr. Connor wouldn’t disdain it.
Cedarhill Estate.
Camila pushed open the door to Connor’s bedroom, which was shrouded in darkness. The curtains were drawn tightly, blocking out any sliver of sunlight.
She tiptoed to the window and swiftly pulled open the heavy drapes. Sunlight filtered through the white sheers, brightening the entire Exclusive © content by N(ô)ve/l/Drama.Org.
room.
The sunlight softly landed on the man’s face, forcing his eyes open. He frowned slightly, reluctantly sitting up, and his expression softened upon seeing Camila.
“Good morning, Mr. Connor, Camila greeted with a smile..
Connor stretched. His silk pajamas slipped slightly to reveal his well–defined torso. Camila’s eyes inadvertently lingered on his muscular chest.
A smirk appeared on Connor’s face as he teased, “Seen enough?”
Camila’s ears instantly turned red, as if all her blood had rushed there. Her eyes darted away, and she turned around, fanning herself
with her hand.
Connor remained silent, just watching her. Feeling his gaze on her back, Camila awkwardly placed the gift box on the bed and chuckled nervously, “Mr. Connor, thank you for your bravery that one time and for the matter with the house. This gift is for you.” Then, she dashed out of his bedroom as fast as she could.
Connor chuckled, reaching for the elegantly wrapped box. Upon opening it, he found a tie with his initials embroidered on it. She was quite thoughtful.