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.

a table at the Royal Bistro for 6:30. I'll be dining with Parker and the others," Connor's voice was low

a few steps, his hand in his pocket, then

Camila was stunned.

was usually Alan who entertained clients like Parker from the brokerage firm. Connor rarely

Connor for a few seconds,

returned to the

booking the restaurant, Camila texted Connor

looked towards the conference

simple instruction would have sufficed. Why did he personally come out to

minutes later, the conference

elevator,

them, entering

the

glanced at her but said

at

Camila and Alan

pulled out a pack of cigarettes, offering one to Connor. "Mr. Connor, care for

slightly, his eyes glancing at Camila, who was

then his hand gently covered Parker's pack,

then chuckled awkwardly, "Right,

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