Connor sank into the couch, the lingering chill from his shower making him sneeze.

Hearing the sound, Camila immediately set aside what she was doing. "Here, take this medicine," she said, grabbing a throw blanket and gently draping it over Connor's shoulders. She frowned slightly, giving him a reproachful look. "You had an umbrella, but you thought standing in the rain was cool, huh?"

Wrapped in the blanket, Connor shook his head, looking pitiful. "I wasn't trying to be cool. I just... I didn't know what to do. I was scared you wouldn't want me anymore." Camila glared at him, both annoyed and concerned. "If I hadn't seen you from the window, were you planning to stay out there until morning?"

Connor nodded.

"Are you crazy?" Camila said, her voice a mix of affection and frustration.

Connor took her hand and gently pulled her onto his lap, wrapping his arms around her and resting his head on her shoulder, his voice filled with self-deprecation. "I think my brain stopped working. I can't even believe I did that."

which was why he had made such a foolish gesture. In that moment, all the hesitation and conflict about their social

said, her head bowed, letting out a sigh. "I just didn't expect you

her even tighter. "My dad's real name is Austin, and

Mr. Passos, only has three acknowledged children. That's why I never thought you were his direct grandson." Connor smiled, a complex emotion flickering in his eyes. "My dad wasn't born to his first wife, and he was only brought into

about the past, then slowly

your circle know about your

in the

even without the respect they deserved. That's why he chose to start his own business, to

eyes, Connor chuckled lightly. "Do you think we had

Camila, slightly startled, nodded.

dotes on me the most. I'm the only one among the grandchildren who has shares." He smiled wryly. "That's why my cousins see

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