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?”

nodded, “He must have spent millions to settle the matter, but Connor doesn’t want Tucker to have an easy life.”

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few million? Well, that’s a lifetime of ease. Speaking of

eyes, “You’ve been reading too many

less traditional about marriage. Connor fits the bill of tall, rich, and handsome. Marrying him wouldn’t be a loss for you.”

Tall, rich, and handsome has nothing to do

day, Camila arrived on time at Cedarhill Estate, made coffee

took a sip of milk and bit into a pancake,

couldn’t control the

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

bathroom. Both sets

are you feeling alright?”

admitting to the onion in the pancake,

lips, his anxiety apparent. He glanced at Camila, his expression turning

“Let’s go.”

eaten anything…” David began.

I’m not hungry.”