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.

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

then turned back to look at her,

Camila was stunned.

usually Alan who entertained clients like Parker

for a few seconds, then

to the

booking the restaurant, Camila texted Connor the reservation

looked towards the conference room,

did he personally come out to ask her to

later, the conference

the elevator, Alan gesturing for

trailed behind them,

then pressed the button

at her but said

arrived at the

and

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

frowned slightly, his eyes glancing at Camila,

gaze lingered on Camila briefly, then his hand gently covered Parker's pack, "Let's not smoke

paused, then chuckled awkwardly, "Right,

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