A One Night Stand With My Boss

Chapter 231

The next day, Camila arrived early at Cedarhill Estate. She sorted through the belongings she had left in the bedroom and packed them all into shopping bags.

As she stepped out of the bedroom, she ran straight into Connor.

Camila nodded politely, “Mr. Connor, good morning.”

Connor noticed the shopping bags in her hand and paused slightly. “What’s this?”

“These are some things I left here before.” Camila opened the shopping bag and said calmly, “You’re welcome to check.”

Connor frowned slightly as he looked at her face. “I didn’t mean that. Why are you taking everything?”

“Why can’t I take my things?” Camila countered.

Connor became slightly flustered and quickly said, “You might need to work late here, stay over if it gets too late.”

“That won’t be necessary. I can take my work from SummitTrack Investments home.” Camila smiled slightly, “Of course, if Mr. Connor is uneasy, I can resign from SummitTrack Investments.”

“Do you really not want to be around me?” Connor grabbed her arm, his tone urgent.

Camila politely withdrew her arm. “Mr. Connor must be joking. As a female secretary staying overnight at her male boss’ house, rumors could hurt both your reputation and mine.”

Connor watched her, a subtle hint of loss in his eyes. “Did you see the news?” His voice was hoarse.

“I did.” Camila nodded with a smile. Copyright by Nôv/elDrama.Org.

Connor, anxious, continued, “Yesterday, Haylie attempted suicide. She called me, and I didn’t answer. You know, I was in your bedroom at the time.”

Camila smiled, “Mr. Connor, you don’t need to explain to me. Handling public relations isn’t part of my job.”

“I am just friends with Haylie.” Connor looked intently into Camila’s eyes, his tone firm.

“I saw the statement.” Camila looked at him. “Mr. Connor, I still have some things to pack.”

She bowed slightly and turned to head to the shoe cabinet, packing the high heels she had left there the previous day into her bag.

Connor stood still, and his eyes followed her. He felt that Camila was drifting further away from him...

The door opened, and David entered with breakfast.

“Good morning, David,” Camila greeted with a smile.

“Morning, Camila. Have some breakfast.” David placed the breakfast bag in the entryway and changed his shoes.

Camila shook her head. “I’ve already eaten.”

She turned to look at Connor and smiled politely, “Mr. Connor, I’ll go make some coffee.”

After saying that, Camila went to wash her hands, grind the beans, and brew the coffee.

“Mr. Connor, is Camila upset about the news with Ms. Haylie?” David whispered.

“I explained it to her.” Connor was enveloped in a gloom.

Camila brought the coffee over to Connor, smiling slightly, “Mr. Connor, please enjoy your coffee. I’ll be waiting over by the couch.”

Connor took the coffee but did not drink it, looking up at her with a hint of helplessness in his eyes.

Camila sat down on the sofa, looking out the floor-to-ceiling window.

“Cheer her up,” David whispered.

“How?” Connor looked helpless.

David smiled slightly, drawing on his years of life experience to advise Connor. “Mr. Connor, women need to be pampered, especially when they are upset. Start by apologizing to Camila to show your sincerity, then try to show some concern, ask her how she’s been doing, if she’s facing any difficulties.”

Connor furrowed his brows and thought for a moment. “Would that really help?”

David nodded, “Of course. People respond to kindness. Treat her well, and she’ll feel it. Sometimes, all a girl needs is some sweet talk to lift her spirits, especially when they’re down.”