A One Night Stand With My Boss

Chapter 40

Camila looked at him puzzled. “Take it… where?”

“From now on, the driver will deliver two lunch boxes, one for you,” Connor said nonchalantly.

“For me?” Camila was flattered.

Connor looked at her with a face full of disdain. “Look at you, you’re as thin as a bean sprout. A gust of wind could knock you over. You’ve only been at headquarters for a short while and you’ve lost weight. People might think I am mistreating my assistant.”

Camila was a bit surprised. Indeed, she had lost a couple of pounds since arriving at headquarters, but she had slimmed down exactly where she needed to, without losing an ounce where it mattered.

She straightened her back, showing off her shapely figure, and said indignantly, “Bean sprout? You call this figure a bean sprout?”

Fine, you have a great figure,” Connor chuckled slyly, then quickly changed the subject, “How are the mid–year performance reports coming along? Don’t waste time going out to eat. Have a quick lunch and get back to work.”

Camila gave a professional fake smile. “Typical capitalist, almost had me moved.” She thought to herself.

smiled, and said, “Understood, I’ll eat

the door of the president’s office and reluctantly texted her

with you anymore.

He used to be a nice guy. Now he’s even

he’s a capitalist, after all. Gotta

healed by the delicious and free meal.

her lunch box and opened the document to

the office lights. Camila was typing in the dark when Connor came out of his office and placed

bright. It’s disturbing

loud. He rushed her with work and now complained that her screen was too bright, affecting his rest?

just need to press a button, and this transparent window will frost over.

“It does. Go get some rest. Just have the report ready by the

eat and waste time, and now he complained her screen was too

off her computer screen and managed a rigid smile, “Alright, sir, whatever