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“Idiot.” Connor turned to look at her, his words tinged with a hint of indulgence.
The car entered the parking lot of Cedarhill Estate.
After parking the car, Cam unbuckled her seatbelt. She sighed softly, thinking that if she had been
dropped off at the intersection, she could have avoided a long walk home. After a night of hassle,
she was physically and emotionally exhausted.
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“Mr. Connor, thanks for tonight. Good night.”
“Come upstairs,” Connor said.
Cam thought she had misheard and stared at him, confused.
“Your face… go and take care of it.” Connor unbuckled his seatbelt and stepped out of the car.
Cam hurriedly pushed the car door open and got out. “No need to bother, I can handle it myself
at home.”
“Are you sure you have ice packs and medicine at home?” Connor raised an eyebrow.
Cam thought of her empty refrigerator and quickly followed Connor’s steps.
Connor nced at the clear handprint on her face, his brows furrowing, his hand gripping the keys
tightly. A surge of frustration built up in his chest, with nowhere to vent.
“If you show up to work on Monday with that face, thepany’s reputation would be totally shot.”
Cam covered the handprint with her hand, as if it no longer hurt. Trading a p for someone’s
fifteen days in detention seemed worth it to her, and she let out a relievedugh.
“How could you stillugh!” Connor red at her.
“Sir, yourwork is really extensive. My admiration for you has grown even more.”
Cam covered the handprint with her hand, her lips pursed in a smile. As she lifted her face, she
appeared both innocent and charmingly alluring.
Connor was momentarily lost in thought, quickly turning his face away.
Once home, Cam was made to sit on the sofa, watching Connor bustling around. Soon, he sat
beside her, holding a medicine box in one hand and an ice pack in the other, wrapping the ice pack
with a towel.
“Put it on.”
Cam ced the ice pack on her cheek, the coolness gradually prating deep into her skin,
bringing a strangefort.
“Why are you so silly? You could have just grabbed her hair and mmed her against the corner of
the wall,” Connor said, clearly annoyed.
Cam’s eyes widened as she took a deep breath. “Sir, don’t you know that if you lose the fight,
you’ll end up in the hospital. But if you win the fight, you’ll probably go to jail?”
“What’s there to be afraid of? I’ve got your back. Who dares to put you in jail?” Connor snorted
coldly.
With her mouth slightly agape, Cam blinked and looked at Connor as she asked. “Sir, I feel like
your role isn’t just the head of Future Inc., right?”
“What, you’ve got your eye on my estate now?” Connor chuckled.
Cam rolled her eyes at him. “Cut it out. I’m just worried you might go too far, and I’ll lose my job.
After all, thepany pays too well, and I intend to earn for a few more years.”
Connor smiled. “Want to earn more for a few more years? Improve your physical fitness. Starting
tomorrow, I’ll train you in mixed martial arts.”
“You’re joking, right?” Cam looked incredulous.
“No joke. Tomorrow’s Sunday, be here by seven, and on weekdays by six–thirty.”
“Seven in the morning? Are you serious?” Cam asked, troubled. It was already one in the
morning now.
“Sure, I’ll count it as overtime.”
“Overtime?” Cam’s eyes sparkled, her lips unconsciously curling up, her mind calcting how
much overtime pay this could mean.
“Money–grubber,” Connor clicked his tongue.
“Heh, I’m fine with it, but you…” You, with your difficulty in getting up early, will you manage?!
“That’s settled then. Go apply the medicine.”