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.

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a while, then spoke, "Camila, why did you

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closer to her, to sit a bit forward, but the seatbelt restrained him. He leaned forward instead, asking softly, "What happened? Can

head. "It's been

can tell me. I can help sort

Mr. Connor." Camila

through documents, preparing for the upcoming

to a government-designated account, Drew would be released, which

desk. "Camila, there's

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receptionist replied they

slightly, "Mr. Connor's schedule is fully booked

receptionist, covering the phone, whispered mysteriously, "Camila, you might want to come down and

up the phone and headed downstairs. As she approached the reception, she saw a woman sitting on a couch in the distance. Camila stopped in her tracks. Even though the woman wore sunglasses and a hat,

composed herself and