Chapter 118

Camila made every cut with cautious precision, striving for perfection. She folded the fabric neatly, then began to sew with the machine, her hands nimbly weaving through the threads, attending to every detail just right.

Time quietly slipped by as she immersed herself fully in her creative work. Suddenly, her cellphone vibrated continuously on the table.

Camila set down the fabric she was holding and stood up to answer the phone. She saw the caller ID displayed was “Mr. Connor,” and her heart skipped a beat.

She glanced at the clock. It was already eleven at night, and there were work arrangements at this hour? Didn’t she need a break?

She frowned slightly in annoyance but still answered the call. “Hello, Mr. Connor.”

A deep voice came from the other end. “Haven’t gone to bed yet?”

Not yet,” Camila replied.

“When I’m not at the office, you need to report the day’s work to me,” Connor stated.

Camila paused, taken aback as she hadn’t anticipated this. “Sorry, I’ll remember that.”

breakfast to my place. After your run, send me your

took a deep breath. She thought she could skip running for a day, but it seemed there was no escape. “Alright.”

some sleep, good night,”

Mr.

grunted in acknowledgment

her sewing machine and continued to finish the edges of the shawl,

it, satisfied, and folded the shawl neatly

three in the moming time to

woke up at her usual time and headed to Cedarhill Estate. After running and panting, she snapped a picture

quickly replied with

stood by the window. After quickly replying to the message, he placed his phone in his suit pocket and walked out of the

the stairs and

grunted, his gaze searching the foyer for others. “Where are

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