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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helplessly. “I just found

a group email, asking them to dispose of the flowers,” the other secretary sighed.

roses out of the vase, “Poor flowers, I guess the trash is their final destiny. Being thrown away twice

the bin full of red roses,

him and asked, “Alan, doesn’t Mr. Connor also keep fresh flowers

and smiled, “He just developed the allergy.”

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

an allergy to pollen?” she murmured to herself. What did

She

the flowers from the office

of his office, a faint smell of tobacco about him. He gave her a chilly glance as if in a

“Okay.”

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

what are your career plans?” Connor’s voice