Chapter 93

“Hello. Camila didn’t know who was on the other end of the line but greeted politely anyway.

‘Camila, it’s me, Rita.” The voice laughed over the phone. “I just realized I didn’t have your number, so I asked Connor for it since you were together. Let’s go shopping tomorrow!”

“I’m on a business trip with Mr. Connor in Oakville. Tomorrow…” Camila glanced up at Connor.

Connor put down the documents he was holding and said, “We still have two meetings tomorrow.”

Rita clearly heard Connor’s response and clicked her tongue. “He really works you hard. He has you traveling on the weekend, too.”

The voice on the other end was loud, and Camila chuckled awkwardly. “How about Sunday?”

“I’m off to Australia on Sunday to visit my grandparents. I won’t be back for a month,” Rita pouted.

Connor leaned in closer, the space between them so tight that his breath lightly brushed Camila’s cheek. Camila stared at him, unsure if he was reaching for the phone or what.

“Take good care of the old folks,” Connor spoke into the phone, their mouths merely inches apart. Camila nervously pursed her lips.

finished speaking, he stretched out his hand to take the phone from her ear, his long fingers darkening the screen as he

still in a

deep voice sounded close

head, her expression serious. “Work

smile played at the comers of Connor’s mouth. “Still

her head again.

then. Let’s

hotel?” Camila responded. She had checked nearby

apartment nearby,” Connor

slightly stunned.

against the door frame, waiting for her. Camila packed up the documents and laptop into her bag,

in the parking lot, Connor slid into the driver’s seat, and Camila opened the passenger door to

“Where’s the driver?”

here,” Connor said, steering

is staying around here,

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