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.

kiss on Camila's forehead.

her man could be

walked to the door

at the door was the same

your clothes

them, smiling.

small house, every word

with his driver, Hudson's skepticism melted

door and

about my car and my driver?

as somewhat successful in this city, with wealth and status to

to this man, he realized he was

a new level of shame

could do was force a smile.

old and the balcony tiles don't need fixing, thanks for