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.

6:30. I'll be dining with Parker

few steps, his hand in his pocket, then turned back

Camila was stunned.

Alan who entertained clients like Parker from

watched Connor for a few seconds, then quietly

to the conference

Camila texted Connor the

the

also there. A simple instruction would have sufficed. Why did he

the conference room door

the elevator, Alan gesturing for Camila to

trailed behind them, entering the

then pressed the button and moved

at her but

arrived at

Camila and Alan were

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

his eyes glancing

Camila briefly, then his hand gently covered Parker's

chuckled awkwardly, "Right,

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