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.

guilty and gently stroked her hair.

that. When they arrived at the

then, a young and pretty girl in a simple white dress blocked their

before at the villa. The girl held out a

cold as he looked at the girl.

leaving the girl standing there dumbfounded, her eyes

pushed the lunch box into Camila’s hands. “Please give this to Mr. Connor,” she said before running off.

the retreating girl, holding the lunch box. Reluctantly, she carried it towards

glanced at her.

Connor… Camila raised the lunch

“Throw it away.”

Camila complied.

her floor, she stepped out and tossed the lunch box into a

smiling conspiratorially. “I heard a

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