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    It wasn’t long before David arrived with breakfast. The table was set, but Camilo hadn’t touched her


    fork yet.


    Ten minutester, Connor emerged from the bedroom, now dressed in a crisp suit, a faint scent of


    shower gel trailing behind him as he passed by Cam


    He took the head seat, with two pills and a cup of warm water ced in front of him. He asked,


    “What’s this?”


    “Poison,” Cam said tly


    Connor paused for a moment, a slight smirk forming as he swallowed the pills before him. He began


    eating breakfast, eyes downcast A few secondster, he asked, “No effect yet?”


    Cam tried to quickly swallow her food to respond, but it got stuck in her throat. Her face tumed


    red instantly as she continuously thumped her chest


    Realizing what was happening. Connor quickly handed her a ss of water and patted her back.


    After gulping down the water, Cam finally managed to swallow and cleared her throat a few times.


    Connor watched her anxiously, and only rxed when he was sure she was alright, gently rubbing


    her back. “Did the poison I ate transfer to you?” he joked.


    Cami red at him, puffing her cheeks before taking a few more sips of water. She then realized


    the ss was the one Connor had drunk from, causing her to cough a few more times.


    Connor felt guilty and gently stroked her hair. “Alright, no more teasing.”


    They finished breakfast in silence after that. When they arrived at the office building, Connor,


    looking tired, stepped onto the staircase.


    Just then, a young and pretty girl in a simple white dress blocked their path.


    Cam recognized her from the night before at the vi. The girl held out a lunch box with a smile


    towards Connor.


    Belongs to (N)?vel/Drama.Org.


    He stopped, his expression cold as he looked at the girl.


    A few secondster, he continued walking, leaving the girl standing there dumbfounded, her eyes


    pleadingly tuming to Cam.


    Softly calling her “Ms. Secretary,” the girl pushed the lunch box into Cam’s hands. “Please give


    this to Mr. Connor,” she said before running off.


    “Hey.” Cam called out to the retreating girl, holding the lunch box. Reluctantly, she carried it


    towards the elevator.


    Connor nced at her.


    “Mr. Connor… Cam raised the lunch box helplessly.


    “Throw it away.”


    Camplied.


    When the elevator reached her floor, she stepped out and tossed the lunch box into a nearby trash


    can.


    Back at her desk, a secretary came over, smiling conspiratorially. “I heard a beauty brought Mr.


    Connor breakfast?”


    Cam paused, then nodded. News certainly travels fast in the office.


    The secretary clicked her tongue. “Bold move, bringing it to the office. Is she Mr. Connor’s new


    girlfriend?”


    Cam just smiled, saying nothing. It was professional not to pry into the CEO’s private matters.


    Her colleague touched her nose and wisely returned to her own seat.


    Through the floor–to–ceiling windows, Cam saw Connor still looked somewhat weary. She


    brewed a cup of coffee.


    After it was ready, she pushed open the door to Connor’s office. She tiptoed in and gently ced


    the coffee on his desk


    Connor looked up, closing the file in his hand, and took a sip of the coffee. The Future Robot 3.0


    has been manufactured. Come with me on a business trip tomorrow moming.“/


    Cam nodded, “Are we going to the factory?”


    “Yes, be at my ce by seven after the workout, and we’ll head out”


    “Of course,” Cam smiled.