A One Night Stand With My Boss

Connor nodded, sipping his coffee. "I'll skip breakfast."

"Mr. Connor, you need to eat something!" David exclaimed, his eyes wide as he looked at him.

"Camila, let's go." Connor stood up and addressed Camila.

Camila rose from the couch, glancing at the breakfast table where the food remained untouched. "Mr. Connor, you haven't had your breakfast."

"No breakfast today," Connor said, picking up his suit jacket.

Camila frowned slightly, "Mr. Connor, is the breakfast not to your liking? I can order something to be delivered to your office."

"Look, Camila is upset," David whispered.

Connor paused, then set his jacket down and obediently sat back down. "No need, I'll eat now."

David hung his head, a slight smile curling at the corners of his mouth.

"Alright." Camila nodded and sat down.

set off for

"Camila, why did you take the day

her head and replied, "There was a family

to move closer to her, to sit a bit forward, but the seatbelt restrained him. He leaned forward instead,

her head. "It's been

you can tell me. I can

you, Mr. Connor." Camila

catch up on. She diligently sorted through documents, preparing for the upcoming meeting. Soon, the

transferred the money to a government-designated account, Drew would

the reception desk. "Camila, there's

"Do they

replied they

slightly, "Mr. Connor's schedule is fully booked today. Please ask him to make

receptionist, covering the phone, whispered mysteriously, "Camila, you might want

she saw a woman sitting on a couch in the distance. Camila stopped in her tracks. Even though the woman wore sunglasses and a

herself and