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!

Camila enjoying the

the sweets, Camila was

t the afternoon, focused intently on her

leave, Connor’s deep voice resonated through the

looked up, realizing it was already dark outside. She glanced

“Okay,” she responded.

in front of her desk. Camila felt an invisible pressure. She quickly packed up and shut

watched her get ready, then headed straight for the

and she waved, “See you tomorrow, Mr. Connor”

window, glancing at the passenger seat. “Get

home, awesome! Without hesitation, she opened the passenger door, turned her head, and

furrowed his brows and stretched his neck, closing his eyes to rest. “Drop

hand. Traffic was heavy at this hour. It would take over an hour to get to her place.

slowly opened his eyes. “Drive,” he stated unequivocally.

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

The driver parked by the

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