A One Night Stand With My Boss

Chapter 39

Camila quietly ate her meal, occasionally sneaking glances at Connor. His features were distinct, as if sculpted by a divine hand–handsome yet composed. He was absorbed in his computer, his long fingers constantly tapping. Indeed, a man focused on his work was truly charming.

She shook her head, chiding herself for her wandering thoughts.

Connor glanced over his laptop and noticed her enjoying her meal, his lips curling into a subtle smile. Soon, Camila had polished off her food and accidentally let out a satisfied burp.

“Finished?” Connor asked.

“Yes, sir. All clear!” Camila replied with a laugh. She pulled out a napkin to wipe her mouth clean and started tidying up the coffee table.

Connor opened his drawer, took out a box of cigarettes, and lit one. A thin trail of smoke lazily rose into the air.

Camila, catching the scent of the smoke, looked up. Their eyes met briefly before both quickly looked away, busying themselves with their tasks.

Frowning slightly, Camila held her breath and briskly wiped the coffee table with a napkin. When Connor noticed her discomfort, he extinguished his cigarette and turned on the air purifier.

he had stopped smoking. She took a deep breath and picked up the empty

acknowledgment, continuing to type on his keyboard.

revitalized after her meal, and resumed her data organization. Time passed until she stretched and looked out the window to see dusk approaching. She

“Camila, Mr. Connor has a last–minute meeting with the factory at seven. You can leave now. The driver

for the meeting minutes?”

busy enough with the performance reports. Paul will handle tonight’s minutes,” Alan said with a

“Alright.

probably last a few hours, and Connor hadn’t had lunch. It would be irresponsible of her if

she

He frowned slightly and asked, “Didn’t I tell you

mealbox in front of him. “Mr. Connor, you

then he opened the mealbox. He smiled faintly and said. “Looks