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?”

spent millions to settle the matter, but

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ease. Speaking of which, do you think your boss might

rolled her eyes, “You’ve been reading too

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

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

next day, Camila arrived on time at Cedarhill Estate, made coffee as usual, and went to

served their breakfast. Camila took a sip of milk and bit into a pancake, suddenly

couldn’t control the

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

walked out of the bathroom. Both sets

feeling

not admitting to the onion

lips, his anxiety apparent. He glanced

“Let’s go.”

haven’t eaten anything…” David

I’m not hungry.”