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.

book a table at the Royal Bistro for 6:30. I'll be dining with Parker and the others,"

steps, his hand in his pocket, then turned back to look at her, "You are

Camila was stunned.

was usually Alan who entertained clients like

a few seconds, then

returned to the

restaurant, Camila texted Connor the

towards the

have sufficed. Why did he personally come out to ask

the

headed toward the elevator, Alan gesturing for

them, entering the

the button

at her but

arrived at

Camila and

pack of cigarettes, offering one to

slightly, his eyes glancing at

on Camila briefly, then his hand gently covered

chuckled awkwardly, "Right, we're

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