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The driver said that she fell asleep as soon as she got into the car. He said he and Connor took her home together. The whole ride was quiet without any fuss, and the driver even complimented her on handling her alcohol well.
“Breakfast. Alan, the assistant, picked up sandwiches from the diner downstairs.
“Is that for me?” Camila asked. NôvelDrama.Org © 2024.
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Yes, Mr. Connor skipped breakfast, so I got two.”
“I’ll take it to him.” Camila stood up, reaching for the other sandwich in Alan’s hand.
“It’s alright. I’ll take it.” Alan was also puzzled. Mr. Connor had specifically asked him to deliver it personally.
Camila nodded, glancing at the frosted floor–to–ceiling windows, unable to see inside.
Alan camed the breakfast into the CEO’s office. “Mr. Connor, here is your breakfast.”
“Did you deliver hers?”
“Yes.”
“I want you to handle the reports today.”
“Understood.”
After leaving, Alan scratched his head.
Connor unwrapped the sandwich, took a bite, chewed a few times, and then pulled out a napkin to spit it out.
Disgusting. How had he ever found this appetizing before? Must have been the hunger.
For a whole week, Connor hadn’t looked Camila in the eye, even though they shared breakfast at the same table. Camila clearly felt Connor was avoiding her. She hadn’t even stepped into the CEO’s office.
Camila couldn’t stand it anymore. This suffocating work atmosphere was worse than being fired, so she knocked on Connor’s office
door.
“Aren’t you not supposed to report today?” Connor said, a hint of displeasure in his voice.
“Mr. Connor, am I doing something wrong? Please tell me, or if you want to fire me, just do it quickly.”
Connor looked up at her, blinking unconsciously. “No, you’re doing fine.”
“Then it’s not about my work performance. You have a personal issue with me.”
Connor propped his head with one hand, rubbing his temples, “No.”
Camila looked at him skeptically.
“Are you sure? Should I resign?”
“No, you don’t need to,” Connor replied softly, like a child admitting a mistake.
“Then that’s settled. I’ll continue with the work reports?”
“Yes.”
“Okay, Mr. Connor, I’ll get back to work.”
“Alright.”
After she closed the door, Connor realized he was the CEO here.
In the following days, although Connor was still a bit awkward, their work interactions returned to normal.
The shareholder meeting was in three days, and Camila was very busy.
Ding!
Camila checked her message, her lips curling into a smile. The branch office had transferred $1000. Not only half a month’s salary but also a perfect attendance bonus. Mr. Cash, what a good man!
She began to look forward to the headquarters‘ salary. Half a month must be around three thousand at least.
Ding!
Salary deposited: $4,132.80.
Camila rubbed her eyes, making sure she wasn’t seeing things. Over four thousand!
What a hefty sum! It was her highest earning ever!
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Was there a mistake in the finance department?
Upon receiving the payroll email from HR, she couldn’t believe her eyes. Half a month’s salary was a thousand, and the rest was various allowances.
She loved the headquarters! Loved overtime! Loved her boss! Of course, her love for Mr. Connor was like that for a god of wealth.
From the moment she received her salary, her mouth kept turning up, her face beaming with unstoppable joy.
Through the floor–to–ceiling window, she watched Connor working.
He was so handsome. For the first time, she found him so pleasing to the eye, his refined face seemingly haloed with light.
Connor, feeling the intense gaze, looked up and met Camila’s eyes. She gave him a big smile.
He thought for a moment, puzzled. Right, today was payday.