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.

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

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

Camila was stunned.

who entertained clients like Parker

Connor for a

returned to

booking the restaurant, Camila texted Connor the

looked towards the

would have sufficed. Why did he

later, the conference

the elevator,

them, entering

the

at her but said

arrived at

Camila and Alan were

a pack of cigarettes, offering

frowned slightly, his eyes glancing at Camila, who was

his hand gently covered

chuckled awkwardly, "Right, we're

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