Connor's eyes were dark, his gaze lingering on the cigarette in his hand.

Alan watched him, silent.

Connor took a lighter, lit the cigarette, and took a drag.

"Avoid this kind of situation in the future. I don't want similar issues affecting the normal operations of the company," he said, his voice slightly hoarse. "Understood," Alan nodded.

Despite the trending topic being pulled from the charts, the buzz about Haylie and Conner continued to ferment on social media.

Haylie still hadn't received a follow-back from Connor.

As closing time neared, Connor emerged from the conference room, looking exhausted.

Camila, sitting at her desk, felt his gaze.

She looked up, meeting his eyes.

Those eyes seemed to harbor a touch of melancholy.

Bistro for 6:30. I'll be dining with Parker and the others," Connor's voice was low and slightly raspy. Camila nodded,

pocket, then turned back to

Camila was stunned.

like Parker from the

a

to the conference

the restaurant, Camila texted Connor the reservation

towards the conference

there. A simple instruction would have sufficed. Why did

minutes later, the conference room

headed toward the elevator, Alan gesturing for

trailed behind them,

then pressed the button and moved

glanced at her

arrived at

Camila and Alan were

cigarettes, offering one to Connor. "Mr. Connor, care for

frowned slightly, his eyes glancing at Camila, who

lingered on Camila briefly, then his hand gently covered

then chuckled

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