A One Night Stand With My Boss

Haylie froze. "Connor, what do you mean by that? How have I used you?" Her lips twitched slightly.

Connor glanced at her coldly, smiled, and said, "Everything that happened yesterday was a play you directed yourself, using me to create a media frenzy and divert public attention."

He scoffed, glancing at her ankle. "I'll compensate you financially for your injury. Whether you choose to study abroad or continue in the entertainment industry, it's none of my business." Haylie's face turned pale. She hadn't expected Connor to expose her true intentions so bluntly.

"Connor, I admit I had my own motives." Her voice trembled slightly.

"But what could I do... Everyone was against me, and the only person I could turn to was you..." Haylie's smile was bitter.

There was a knock at the door, and Camila walked in carrying coffee. She noticed the tense atmosphere in the lounge, quietly set down the coffee, and prepared to leave.

"Wait a minute," Connor called out to her.

Camila stopped in her tracks.

"Order some takeout for Ms. Haylie," Connor said sternly.

left, gently closing the door

take you to the hotel." After saying that, he no longer looked at Haylie and

his indifferent demeanor and gritted her

didn't order food for Haylie, instead bringing her own to the lounge. "Ms.

didn't respond. She glanced at Camila, a hint of resentment hidden

to Connor's office, "Mr.

detached, as if reporting a

soft. "Bring your lunch in here. I want to discuss SummitTrack Investments with

for some time off. I have personal matters to attend

flicker of concern crossed Connor's

cool. "Family issues, but I have my laptop with me. It

unsure how to express it. "You can tell me. I'm here