Chapter 89

It wasn’t long before David arrived with breakfast. The table was set, but Camilo hadn’t touched her fork yet.

Ten minutes later, Connor emerged from the bedroom, now dressed in a crisp suit, a faint scent of shower gel trailing behind him as he passed by Camila

He took the head seat, with two pills and a cup of warm water placed in front of him. He asked, “What’s this?”

“Poison,” Camila said flatly

Connor paused for a moment, a slight smirk forming as he swallowed the pills before him. He began eating breakfast, eyes downcast A few seconds later, he asked, “No effect yet?”

Camila tried to quickly swallow her food to respond, but it got stuck in her throat. Her face tumed red instantly as she continuously thumped her chest

Realizing what was happening. Connor quickly handed her a glass of water and patted her back. After gulping down the water, Camila finally managed to swallow and cleared her throat a few times.

Connor watched her anxiously, and only relaxed when he was sure she was alright, gently rubbing her back. “Did the poison I ate transfer to you?” he joked.

Camilla glared at him, puffing her cheeks before taking a few more sips of water. She then realized the glass was the one Connor had drunk from, causing her to cough a few more times.

felt guilty and gently stroked her hair. “Alright, no more

silence after that. When they arrived at the office

girl in a simple white

the villa. The girl held out a lunch box with a smile towards Connor.

stopped, his expression cold as

walking, leaving the girl

lunch box into Camila’s hands. “Please give this to Mr. Connor,” she said

the retreating girl, holding the

glanced at her.

raised the

“Throw it away.”

Camila complied.

the elevator reached her floor, she stepped out and tossed

conspiratorially. “I

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