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.

nodded and left, gently closing the

saying that, he no longer looked at Haylie and took

watched his indifferent demeanor and gritted her teeth. She knew Connor

lunch delivered by the driver. She didn't order food for Haylie, instead bringing her own to the

Camila, a hint of resentment hidden behind

of the lounge. She carried the lunch to Connor's office, "Mr. Connor, lunch is ready. I've

and detached, as if reporting

soft. "Bring your lunch in here. I

Connor, I asked Alan for some time off.

on?" A flicker of

him briefly, her response cool. "Family issues, but I have

to express it. "You can