Chapter 20


    In the car.


    The driver nced at Cam in the passenger seat and said, “I didn’t realize you lived so far away. It takes an hour by car. You


    must have to wake up quite early?”


    Connor, who had been reviewing documents, perked up his ears.


    “It’s alright. Mr. Connor is considerate and reimburses us for our taxi fares.” Cam looked up at the rearview mirror and


    deliberately raised her voice slightly, knowing it never hurt to sing the boss’ praises. A happy boss meant easier days for her.


    “That’s true. Ourpany’s benefits are among the best in the industry,” the driver nodded repeatedly


    Throughout the ride, they kept praising the boss and thepany. Connor, head down, couldn’t help but smile.


    At nine o’clock sharp, Cam sent yesterday’s meeting notes to Connor’s email.


    Connor saw the notification, and opened it.


    It was meeting notes from Cam. She had gone home sotest night, yet she still managed to get the work done. His brows


    furrowed deeply.


    As he read through the details, his expression softened. True to her reputation as an efficient assistant, having only joined the


    headquarters a few days ago, she managed to summarizest night’s meeting so concisely and correctly that even the technical


    jargon was spot on. Clearly, she had put in effort


    All moming, Cam was so busy that she barely had time to drink water.


    With less than three months left until theunch of Future Robotics 3.0, her schedule was tight, and the tasks were heavy.


    Besides the R&D department, other departments were also bustling in preparation for the new product


    Cam shuttled between different departments, attending meetings all morning. After delivering lunch to Connor, she was so


    exhausted that she lost her appetite and slumped in her seat.


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    During lunch break, Cam nibbled on a few cookies but was too sleepy to continue and soon fell asleep on her desk


    Connor looked up and, through the ss, saw Cam’s desk appeared empty. He took his finished lunchbox out of his office,


    intending to ce it on her desk.


    As he approached, he realized she was asleep. Cam slept peacefully, her breathing shallow, her skin contrasting with her long,


    curledshes, reminiscent of a delicate doll.


    His phone vibrated in his hand, pulling him from his reverie. Cam’s brow slightly furrowed. The continuous vibration seemed to


    disturb her, so Connor silenced the phone.


    Once quiet returned, Cam’s brow smoothed out, and she slept peacefully.


    Connor noticed a packet of half-eaten cookies on the desk, squinting slightly. She had said that she loses her appetite when tired.


    He adjusted the central air conditioning a few degrees warmer.


    After the break, Cam stretched, feeling quite rested aside from a numb arm.


    “Cam, there’s a fold-out bed in the rest area for naps. I forgot to mention it, sorry. Mr. Connor sometimes has guests, and this


    doesn’t look good, n said. Mr. Connor had even called him about it, sounding slightly displeased.


    “I’m sorry, I’ll remember next time, Cam said apologetically


    “Tea time!” Marissa and a colleague came up with a big bag and ced a cup of iced tea and a cupcake on Cam’s desk.


    “Aren’t our tea breaks on Fridays at three?” n’s tone was stem. The administrative department colleague seemed confused,


    not even realizing that today was Thursday. She had made such a basic mistake.


    Marissa shrugged, a smug expression on her face. “Mr. Connor