Dinner ended, and Camila sent Parker off in his car.

The driver arrived promptly, b

ut just as the driver was about to get in, Camila had already gracefully seated herself in the passenger seat.

Alan looked at her helplessly before opening the door to the back seat.

The ride was silent.

Camila gazed out the window, lost in the rapidly passing scenery.

Connor also quietly turned his head, his eyes following the same landscape that filled their views.

The driver glanced in the rearview mirror, meeting Alan's gaze, both men shaking their heads in silent agreement.

Upon arriving at Cedarhill Estate.

Camila unbuckled her seatbelt and politely smiled at the three in the car, saying, "Good night."

"Good night," Alan replied, glancing at Connor, who appeared to be resting with his eyes closed.

As the car door closed, Connor slowly opened his eyes, his gaze lingering on Camila as she walked away, a hint of sorrow in his eyes.

the driver, "Head to the boxing

driver nodded, and the

at

after another,

what he was doing. He greeted him warmly, "Mr. Connor, you're here! Fancy a workout today?" His voice was booming

slightly

crowd, fixating on the boxing

it,

and socks, unstrapped his watch,

of his shirt, rolled up the sleeves, donned the boxing gloves, and stepped into

up a sparring match," Alan told the gym owner, knowing Connor was here to vent

the

skilled, limbered up and

was busy with

their coach engage in real combat, while women clustered around the ring

referee's whistle blew, the match

launched a fierce attack, landing a heavy punch

punches were fast and powerful,

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