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    “I get her a generous gift,” Connor said.


    “You’re just being stubbom.” Emily replied, her tone slightly irritated.


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    Jonah gently squeezed her hand, his eyes filled with adoration as he smiled and said, “Let the


    young ones make their own luck. Don’t tet it get to you. It’s not worth your health.”


    After their chat, Connor drove back to Cedarhill Estate.


    At a red light, Connor tapped his fingers lightly on the steering wheel, his eyes clouded with


    confusion.


    Why did everyone keep saying he had feelings for Cam? Cam was just a secretary he found


    particrlypetent.


    His heart had always belonged to another. Now, she was engaged…


    He pressed y on the music yer, and a familiar melody filled the car, as if she was there


    singing to him. The music continued, enveloping him in song as his thoughts swirled withplex


    emotions and a touch of regret.


    The following morning, Cam arrived at Cedarhill Estate on time, where her treadmill was already


    set up.


    They jogged on their respective machines. For some reason, Cam felt that Connor was unusually


    quiet today, more silent than usual.


    When teaching Taekwondo moves, he only gavemands, no extra words.


    Thinking he was in a bad mood, Cam didn’tin of tiredness.


    “That’s enough for today. Go freshen up,” Connor said, wiping his sweat with a clean white towel


    before leaving the gym, leaving Cam


    alone.


    Cam copsed on the floor, breathing heavily after the grueling workout. She dragged herself into


    her room, amazed at how quickly David had transformed it. The room was refreshed with light pink


    bedding and new wallpaper.


    There were also severalrge stuffed animals, typical male taste.


    The bathroom was filled with bottles and jars of high–end toiletries and skincare products. The


    toiletry bag in Cam’s hand suddenly


    seemed redundant.


    After a refreshing st


    he washed her sportswear and undergarments, then felt a twinge of embarrassment.


    Drying her intimate apparel at a man’s house seemed inappropriate. Taking them home to dry


    wasn’t practical, so she reluctantly took them to theundry room.


    Cam came out with her hair dried, and David had already arrived. The table wasid out with


    breakfast.


    “Good morning, David.”


    “Cam, do you like the room? Let me know if you need anything.”


    “It’s wonderful. You’ve been very thoughtful. Is the house always this spotless? Do you clean every


    day?”


    “Housekeeperseter for cleaning. I’m just here to bring breakfast.”


    “I see.” Cam nodded, relieved that Connor wouldn’t be doing any cleaning orundry, ensuring he


    wouldn’t see her hanging clothes.


    Back at the office, Cam spent the morning reorganizing recent work details and syncing Connor’s


    schedule with n.


    When all her work was done, it was nearly noon. Closing the files, Cam muttered, “n, that was


    sneaky of you, telling Mr. Connor about my police station incident.”


    n shrugged innocently. “I didn’t mean to. I was in a meeting with Mr. Connor and our international


    team when you called, and he overheard. Everything went smoothly, right?”


    “Sure, if you count daily mixed martial arts practice, Cam said with a forced smile.


    Mixed martial arts?” n looked puzzled.


    “Mr. Connor thought my failure to win the fight was embarrassing for thepany, so he’s making


    me learn mixed martial arts,” Cam said, deted.