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,

need, Connor

of ice-cold milk was

lady.” Connor said, nodding toward Camila as he

for her and hesitated before taking it, “Thank

a sip, and the pain on her tongue finally eased. She hadn’t expected Connor to notice she’d burned herself with

them with a gossip-hungry

had finished eating, the server came

the luxurious

“Mr. Connor,

her a ride home, but after sensing something

Alan was getting a receipt, Camila followed Connor out

taxi rush hour after 11 PM, with over a hundred people in line. It would

a deep voice commanded, leaving no room

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