Chapter 21

“Where’s Mr. Connor order?” Camila asked

“It seems like Mr. Connor didn’t order for himself, just for the staff, Marissa replied, her forehead crinkled in confusion. “And this tea time is way too early. I haven’t even digested lunch yet.”

“It’s all sweets. Mr. Connor doesn’t eat those,” Alan added, equally puzzled.

1l go help distribute them. I’ve left yours at your desk, Marissa told Alan.

“Thanks. !‘ll have some when I get back,” he smiled at Camila, “Looks like we’re in for a late night at the office. Mr. Connor is sweetening us up in advance.”

“At least there’s overtime pay,” Camila chuckled.

She and

After they left, Camila opened the afternoon tea bag and was pleasantly surprised. This bakery was expensive! She and Erica loved the desserts from this place. A piece of cake was seventy to eighty dollars with a cup of iced tea. It could cost thousands for the hundreds of employees in the company.

It seemed the boss was in a good mood!

windows, Connor saw Camila enjoying the treat, and he smiled

the sweets, Camila

afternoon, focused intently

voice resonated through the

looked up, realizing it was already dark outside. She glanced at the time–7 PM. No

“Okay,” she responded.

didn’t seem to want to leave, Connor just stood in front of her desk. Camila felt an invisible pressure. She quickly packed up and shut down her computer.

watched her get ready, then headed straight

got into his car, and she waved, “See

window, glancing at the

free ride home, awesome! Without hesitation, she opened the passenger door, turned her head, and nodded with

and stretched his neck, closing his eyes to rest. “Drop Camila off

her head and waved her hand. Traffic was heavy

opened his eyes. “Drive,” he stated

rush hour traffic, Camila yawned repeatedly. The luxury car’s seats were too comfortable, and leaning against the

by the roadside,

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