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

steps, his hand in his pocket, then turned back to look at

Camila was stunned.

was usually Alan who entertained clients like

for a

to the conference

booking the restaurant, Camila texted Connor

looked towards the conference

A simple instruction would have sufficed. Why did he personally come out to ask her to book

later, the conference room door

the elevator, Alan gesturing for Camila to

trailed behind them,

pressed the button and moved

at her but

arrived at the

and

pack of cigarettes, offering one to

glancing at Camila,

Camila briefly, then his hand

chuckled awkwardly, "Right, we're

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