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    Knock, knock-


    “Mr. Connor, are you up yet?”


    “Yes.”


    Cam pushed open the bedroom door, with a sheepish smile on her face, “Mr. Connor, I might


    have identally left some of my clothes in your room.”


    “This?” Connor held up a tracksuit that wasn’t his.


    “Yeah.” Cam reached out to take it.


    After taking it, she stood still, lips pursed, looking slightly troubled.


    “What are you waiting for? Go change.”


    Cam’s gaze drifted towards the drawer for personal clothes, and she muttered softly, “There might


    be more.”


    “What did you say?” Connor leaned forward slightly, not catching her words clearly.


    Cam took a deep breath, suddenly lifted her head, and blurted out, “My underwear might also be


    in your room.”


    The two locked eyes, and the air around them instantly froze. One second, two seconds… it felt as


    though half a century had passed.


    Connor coughed, turning his face away, his eyes darting around, unable to find a focal point.


    “Find them yourself.” He casually pointed.


    “Okay.” Cam responded quietly, pulling open the first drawer, where ck, white, and gray socks


    were neatly arranged..The pair of light purple socks was conspicuously upying one


    compartment. She quickly picked it up.


    When she opened the drawer for underwear, she found them all white, indistinguishable. Cam


    was perplexed. Her own were also white cotton, impossible to identify at a nce.


    This one then. She pulled out a pair, and as it unfolded, her brain seemed to freeze.


    They were boxer briefs,pletely different from women’s underwear.


    Her nose wrinkled, and her lips slightly downturned. She used the index fingers and thumbs of both


    hands to pinch two corners of the underwear, neatly folded them together, and then ced them


    back in their original position.


    After pulling out several pairs that were not hers, she inwardly groaned. “This is just my luck!”


    “Thisyer as well.” Connor coughed, pointing to theyer above.


    “Do you really need that manyyers for underwear! Can you even wear them all?” She thought to


    herself.


    Cam pulled open the upperyer. The difference of fabric between briefs and boxers smaller


    piece and breathed a sigh of relief. It was hers.


    avers The diet…


    rs was noticeable. She pulled out a noticeably


    Finding the bra was straightforward. She quickly pulled open the remaining drawers, a white bra


    lying in an empty drawer. She quickly picked it up, covering the intimate apparel with the tracksuit.


    “Found everything?” Connor asked.


    Yes.” Cam nodded.


    “This won’t happen a second time.”


    “Yeah, I’ll go change now.”


    Cam, clutching the clothes, hurried out of the bedroom and ran back to her own pale pink room,


    closing the door behind her,


    Her head gently burnped against the door. Oh my God, how embarrassing.


    Back at the office, Cam sat down, her eyes immediately catching the time on the lower right of


    herputer.


    20XX/8/2


    Today was August 2nd, marked in the calendar as Logan’s birthday. There would be a birthday


    party in the evening.


    Cam was busy with due diligence matters. When she finally looked up, it was already 7:30 PM.


    Property ? 2024 N0(v)elDrama.Org.


    She organized tomorrow’s documents as Connor walked out of his office, his jacket draped over


    his arm.


    Cam met his gaze and stood up. “Mr. Connor.”


    “Let’s go have dinner. His voice was deep, slightly weary.


    Cam paused, “Today is Mr. Logan’s birthday.”


    “The gift has already been sent, don’t worry about it.” Connor nced at her and said, “Let’s go


    eat.”


    Cam nodded, packed her things into her bag, and followed his steps into the elevator. Only the


    two of them were in the elevator, and it was very quiet.