A One Night Stand With My Boss

Hudson shot a disdainful look at Connor and scoffed, "Oh wow, what a tall tale!"

To him, the idea that this young guy could own a top-tier mansion like Cedarhill Estate was pure fantasy. Impossible.

He glanced towards the balcony just in time to see a Rolls-Royce limousine glide through the community gate.

With a smirk, he said, "Oh really? I had no idea this gentleman was so loaded. My bad." Pointing to the car below, he chuckled, "I suppose you own that luxury ride too?" Following Hudson's gaze, Connor broke into a grin. "Funny enough, that is my car."

Hudson laughed and shook his head. He had seen people bluff, but this was on another level.

Just then, Young stepped out of the car, carrying a bag of clothes into the building.

Pointing at Young in his sharp suit, Hudson joked, "That wouldn't be your driver, would it?"

"Good eye, Mr. Hudson," Connor replied with a sly smile.

Hudson paused, waving a finger at Connor and laughing almost hysterically. How could someone be so shameless?

Ding-dong-

The doorbell rang.

on Camila's forehead.

helplessly; her man

the door

he saw the man at the door was the same one from

here are your clothes and car

them, smiling. "Thanks

echoed through the small

Connor interact so calmly with his driver, Hudson's skepticism melted into astonishment and then

the door and strolled

eyes. "So, Mr. Hudson, how about my car and my driver?

thought of himself as somewhat successful in this

he

filled him with a new level

he could do was force a

and the balcony tiles don't need fixing, thanks