A One Night Stand With My Boss

Chapter 122

Camila was startled, her mouth twitching slightly.

What is all this about? It would have been better if your office had no flowers at all. So domineering!‘

Her inner monologue was going wild, but outwardly, she maintained a professional smile and nodded. “Of course, Mr. Connor. I will pass on the message.”

Connor nodded in satisfaction, then turned to Alan. “Anything else?”

Alan gave an awkward smile. “No, Mr. Connor, I’ll head out now.”

He sheepishly left the office, leaving Gamila and Connor eyeing each other. “Mr. Connor, I’ll take my leave too,” Camila said.

Connor acknowledged her, and after she left, he lit his cigarette, the smoke curling around his lips.

When he looked up, Camila was chatting with another secretary. She had a bright red rose by her face, making her look even more charming than the flower.

“Ah? I didn’t know Mr. Connor was allergic to pollen. I used to place flowers here before.”

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laughed helplessly. “I just found

to dispose of the flowers,” the

the roses out of the vase, “Poor flowers, I guess the trash is their final

of red roses, and clicked his tongue. “Should have kept my mouth shut, such beautiful flowers.”

fresh flowers at home? How come he’s suddenly

at her thoughtfully and smiled,

blinked, puzzled, as she watched Alan’s retreating figure.

an allergy to pollen?” she murmured to herself.

her head. She

out the flowers from the

office, a faint smell of tobacco about him. He

“Okay.”

the engine. Camila looked ahead at the traffic. The car was

career plans?”