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.

quick kiss on Camila's forehead. "Hang

man could be

the door

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

are your clothes and car keys," Young

took them, smiling. "Thanks a

conversation echoed through the small house, every word reaching

with his driver, Hudson's skepticism melted

door and

to Hudson, a glint of mockery in his eyes. "So, Mr. Hudson, how about my car and my driver? Impressed?" Hudson was left speechless, unable to muster

successful in this city, with wealth and

this man, he realized

disparity filled him with a

do was force

tiles don't need fixing, thanks