57


    Just then, the woman looked up and saw Cam. A sh of surprise crossed her eyes, but it quickly


    faded into calmness as she smiled slightly, set down her book, and stood up.


    “Hello, are you looking for Connor?” the woman’s voice was gentle and clear.


    Cam nodded, somewhat awkwardly replying, “Hello, I am Mr. Connor’s assistant. I have some


    work matters to discuss with him.”


    “Work matters?” The woman nced out the window into the pitch darkness, then smiled lightly. “At


    this hour, isn’t it a bit inappropriate for a woman to visit her CEO’s house?”


    Cam froze, a wave of inexplicable nervousness rising within her. Could this be Connor’s


    girlfriend?


    The woman appeared to be in her early thirties, graceful and beautiful, with an innate nobility that


    was impossible to ignore. Cam’s face showed a trace of embarrassment and anxiety. She worried


    about causing a misunderstanding. She quickly exined, “Don’t get me wrong. I am Mr. Connor’s


    assistant. Tomorrow is the shareholders‘ meeting, and I need to coordinate some details with Mr.


    Connor.”


    “You seem a bit nervous?” The woman smiled, looking at the sofa like a hostess, “Why don’t you sit


    down and we talk?”


    “I’m fine.”


    Cam actually wanted to leave immediately, but felt that it would be rude to do so. She was also


    concerned about potentially affecting the woman’s rtionship with Connor. Thus, she reluctantly


    sat down, sping her hands tightly together, trying to calm her emotions.


    “What’s your name?” the woman asked.


    “Cam.”


    “Cam.” the woman repeated, with a meaningful look.


    Owned by N?velDrama.Org.


    “Well, since Mr. Connor isn’t here, I won’t disturb you further.” Cam suddenly stood up.


    The woman looked puzzled and gently grasped Cam’s hand, saying, “Don’t go, don’t you still


    need to discuss work with him?” Cam was torn between staying and leaving, standing awkwardly


    in ce.


    The woman’s gentleughter broke the silence. “Have you eaten yet? I’ve made some soup for


    Connor,e have a bowl.”


    Without giving Cam a chance to refuse, the woman led her by the hand to the dining table. She


    unscrewed a thermos, smiling. “Chicken soup with herbs is great for beauty and anti–aging, very


    suitable for young women. Connor really misses out.”


    “I can’t, it’s made for Mr. Connor. I shouldn’t.” Cam looked horrified.


    “It’s okay. It’s the same if you have some.” The woman had already served a bowl of soup and


    ced it in front of Cam.


    Cam smiled stiffly.


    “Please, have a taste.” the woman urged.


    The aroma from the bowl was tantalizing, and looked very nourishing. Cam took a sip and


    eximed, “Wow, this soup is delicious!”


    “Of course, I simmered it for hours. It’s low–fat and nutritious. You don’t have to worry about gaining


    weight,” the woman said with a pleased expression.


    “It really tastes great.”


    “If you like it, I can make it for you often,” the woman looked at Cam earnestly.


    Cam shook her head with a smile, “Today I just got lucky because of Mr. Connor.”


    The woman propped her chin, looking at Cam. The woman’s eyes were like two bright stars,


    twinkling with warmth. She smiled, “Seeing you makes me happier than seeing him.”


    Her smile seemed very sincere to Cam.


    Cam gradually rxed. “Miss, b


    should I address you?”


    “Miss?” The womanughed behind her hand, “You can call me ‘Miss‘ for now, and maybe change it


    later.


    “Mrs. Passos?” Cam ventured.


    The woman smiled mysteriously, “Yes, that’s not wrong *