Chapter 86

After his stomach had settled, he finally began to recover. He unbuttoned his shirt and splashed his face with cold water to freshen up.

“Mr. Connor, are you feeling better?” Camila asked.

A few seconds later, Connor opened the bathroom door, his face still speckled with droplets of water.

Camila pulled out a few tissues from her purse and carefully dabbed his face dry. “Still feeling sick?” she asked softly.

“Much better.”

Camila unwrapped a piece of candy and popped it into his mouth, explaining, “I know you don’t like sweets, but your mouth must be filled with the bitter taste of alcohol. Although it won’t sober you up. I’ll make your mouth feel a bit better.”

Connor held the candy in his mouth, leaning weakly against the wall.

The orange flavor slowly spread through his mouth, mingling with his saliva before he swallowed. “Too sweet, he muttered, his brow furrowing slightly in discomfort.

Seeing his docile demeanor, Camila couldn’t help but smile.

“What’s so funny?” Connor asked, slightly annoyed.

“Why don’t

you like sweets?”

too cloying

“Didn’t you

“No”

as a

a child?”

door until the candy had completely

was shocked by the scene before them. The villa had

the presence of others. Some

opener to the decadent world of the

finally decided to show up?” Seeing they emerged together

shot him a

whispered, “I tried to get the property management company to terminate the supermarket contract, but Pamela rejected it. She must

had more authority than Connor, who was

“Have the driver take her home,” Connor

might have whispered, and why Connor chose not

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