Chapter 19


    Soon, a pot of c r e a m y seafood chowder was served Chopped green onions andtro were ced in two separate small


    bowls


    The server dished out the chowder to each of the three.


    Connor scooped some green onions into his bowl. n followed suit and then passed the spoon to Cami “Cam, here you go.”


    “No, thank you” Cam shook her head.


    n gave a meaningful “Oh, cing the spoon back into the bowl of green onions. Cam avoided his gaze, keeping her head


    down. n stealthily nced at the boss, who was slowly savoring the chowder, seemingly indifferent to their exchange.


    Meanwhile, Cam pretended to be busy devouring her chowder, but it was too hot and scalded her tongue. She slightly stuck out


    her tongue to cool it off.


    “Could I get a ss of ice-cold milk, please?” Connor called over a server.


    “Make itctose-free,” n added, thinking Connor wanted the milk himself


    “Are youctose intolerant?” Connor turned to ask Com.


    Cam, locking confused, shook her head.


    “No need, Connor said expressionlessly.


    Soon, a ss of ice-cold milk was ced in front of Connor


    “For thedy.” Connor said, nodding toward Cam as he gently forked some greens into his mouth


    Cam was surprised that it was ordered for her and hesitated before taking it, “Thank you!


    She took a sip, and the pain on her tongue finally eased. She hadn’t expected Connor to notice she’d burned herself with the


    chowder.


    n watched them with a gossip-hungry look, slightly thrilled.


    After they had finished eating, the server came over to settle the bill. “That’ll be $385”


    Cam nced at the bill, impressed by the luxurious king crab and shrimp chowder, which exined its deliciousness.


    After n paid, he said, “Mr. Connor, your driver is at the door


    He tumed to Cam, about to offer her a ride home, but after sensing something subtle between her and Connor, he closed his


    mouth without saying it


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    While n was getting a receipt, Cam followed Connor out while opening a ride-sharing app.


    The rumor was indeed true. This high-tech hub was a taxi rush hour after 11 PM, with over a hundred people in line. It would be at


    least an hour’s wait, but with public transport halted, there was no choice.


    “Get in,” a deep voicemanded, leaving no room for refusal.


    Surprised but without hesitation, Cam got into the passenger’s seat, knowing she wouldn’t get home until past midnight


    otherwise,


    “First to Cedarhill Estate, then drop Cam off, Connor instructed the driver


    Cam was back home by 12:15 AM.


    After a refreshing shower, she sat in front of herputer to continue working overtime. Thanks to the data provided by Curtis,


    the meeting minutes wereing along smoothly.


    By the time Cam went to bed, it was nearly 2 AM. Shey there thinking. There’s a reason my sry doubled. The workload


    certainly did, too.’


    The next day, Cam arrived at Cedarhill Estate on time, expertly making coffee. There was no need to wake Connor up, who was


    already up and about.


    “I can’t remember thest time Mr. Connor woke up on his own, David whispered to Cam with a chuckle


    Cam smiled, wondering if they had exaggerated Connor’s morning grumpiness. The past couple of days, he seemed quite


    normal.


    “I heard Mr. Connor is punctually at the office by nine every day, neverte. His moming mood must be fine”


    “Mr. Connor often s k i p s breakfast and chooses to sleep in instead,” David said, covering his mouth to giggle.