Chapter 19

Soon, a pot of c r e a m y seafood chowder was served Chopped green onions and cilantro were placed in two separate small bowls

The server dished out the chowder to each of the three.

Connor scooped some green onions into his bowl. Alan followed suit and then passed the spoon to Camilla “Camila, here you go.”

“No, thank you” Camila shook her head.

Alan gave a meaningful “Oh, placing the spoon back into the bowl of green onions. Camila avoided his gaze, keeping her head down. Alan stealthily glanced at the boss, who was slowly savoring the chowder, seemingly indifferent to their exchange.

Meanwhile, Camila pretended to be busy devouring her chowder, but it was too hot and scalded her tongue. She slightly stuck out her tongue to cool it off.

“Could I get a glass of ice-cold milk, please?” Connor called over a server.

“Make it lactose-free,” Alan added, thinking Connor wanted the milk himself

“Are you lactose intolerant?” Connor turned to ask Comila.

confused, shook her

Connor said

glass of ice-cold milk was placed

Connor said, nodding toward Camila as he gently forked some

it was ordered for her

sip, and the pain on her tongue finally eased. She

watched them with a gossip-hungry

server came over to settle

luxurious king

he said, “Mr. Connor, your driver is

but after sensing something subtle between her and Connor, he closed his mouth without saying

Camila followed

hour after 11 PM, with over a hundred people in line. It would be at least an hour’s wait, but with public transport halted, there was

voice commanded, leaving

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