A One Night Stand With My Boss

Chapter 52

Connor took a drag of his cigarette, his expression unreadable in the dim light.

“But if you think I can be of any help in your work, and you haven’t found someone to replace me, I’m ready to give it my all until the end, Camila continued.

“You’ve said it all.”

Camila gave a sheepish smile, waiting quietly for him to speak.

Connor stubbed out his cigarette and said indifferently, “Don’t be late tomorrow.”

“Good night, Mr. Connor,” Camila responded with a nod.

Connor’s lips curved slightly upwards as he returned to his study with a poker face and said, “You may continue.”

“How did it go?” Erica asked anxiously.

“It was him.”

Erica looked at Camila in disbelief. “He went that far?”

have spent millions to settle the matter, but Connor doesn’t want Tucker

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A few million? Well, that’s a lifetime of ease. Speaking of which, do you think your

rolled her eyes, “You’ve been reading

self–made wealthy are less traditional about marriage. Connor fits the bill of tall, rich, and handsome. Marrying

getting more and more absurd. Tall, rich, and handsome has nothing to do with me. I’m

Estate, made coffee as usual,

already served their breakfast. Camila took a sip of milk and bit into

She couldn’t control the

intently. Camila, embarrassed, said, “Excuse me…” and covered her mouth as she rushed to the bathroom, hugging the toilet as she vomited uncontrollably,

of the bathroom. Both sets of eyes were still fixed on her.

you feeling

her hand, not admitting to the onion in the pancake, “It’s nothing, just a

He glanced at Camila, his expression turning dark

“Let’s go.”

eaten anything…” David began.

I’m not hungry.”