Connor returned to his seat, his attention fixated on Camila's progress with her meal. He noticed her lackluster effort, and he mused that the food must not be to her liking. It was time to ask the chef to switch up the flavors.

Camila looked at her plate, completely lacking appetite, and set down her fork. She stood up and walked out.

Connor massaged his temples and sighed. Just then, a notification popped up, and he opened the message.

Logan: [The necklace is ready. I'll be at your office around 2 PM.]

He glanced at Camila and replied. [Bring a milkshake and a slice of cheesecake for Camila. Just say you picked it up on your way.]

Logan stared at the chat, a smirk unwittingly forming on his lips.

Damn!

He, the CEO of the Weiss Corporation, was reduced to delivering takeout.

They say, choose your friends wisely...

***

cup of coffee. She

brightened. Camila took a deep breath and dove into her work, processing emails

Logan stepped out of the elevator, spotted Camila immediately, and waved with a smile. "Good afternoon, Camila." She looked up, stood,

a paper bag on her desk while glancing at Connor's office, his eyes gleaming with

find a

he whispered, covering his face slightly. "No share

you, Mr. Logan," Camila said with a

with a smile. "Is

"Yes," Camila replied.

in then. Enjoy your

door open. He entered and announced, "Mission accomplished!"

got the stuff?" Logan casually flopped onto the couch, hands resting

can't figure it out. She's been particularly cold to me today."

gaze sharpened as

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