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    “Hello. Cam didn’t know who was on the other end of the line but greeted politely anyway.


    ‘Cam, it’s me, Rita.” The voiceughed over the phone. “I just realized I didn’t have your number,


    so I asked Connor for it since you were together. Let’s go shopping tomorrow!”


    “I’m on a business trip with Mr. Connor in Oakville. Tomorrow…” Cam nced up at Connor.


    Connor put down the documents he was holding and said, “We still have two meetings tomorrow.”


    Rita clearly heard Connor’s response and clicked her tongue. “He really works you hard. He has


    you traveling on the weekend, too.”


    The voice on the other end was loud, and Cam chuckled awkwardly. “How about Sunday?”


    “I’m off to Australia on Sunday to visit my grandparents. I won’t be back for a month,” Rita pouted.


    Connor leaned in closer, the space between them so tight that his breath lightly brushed Cam’s


    cheek. Cam stared at him, unsure if he was reaching for the phone or what.


    “Take good care of the old folks,” Connor spoke into the phone, their mouths merely inches apart.


    Cam nervously pursed her lips.


    After Connor finished speaking, he stretched out his hand to take the phone from her ear, his long


    fingers darkening the screen as he ended the call.


    Cam was still in a daze.


    Do you want to go?” His deep voice sounded close to her ear:


    Cam shook her head, her expression serious. “Work is important.”


    A small smile yed at theers of Connor’s mouth. “Still up for more?”


    She shook her head again.


    “Pack up then. Let’s go.”


    “Right, Mr. Connor, should I make reservations at a hotel?” Cam responded. She had checked


    nearby hotels, finding no five–star or even four–star amodations close by.


    “I have an apartment nearby,” Connor said.


    Cam was slightly stunned.


    With his hands in his pockets, Connor leanedzily against the door frame, waiting for her. Cam


    packed up the documents andptop into her bag, slung it over her shoulder, and followed him out,


    her hand brushing his suit jacket.


    Once in the parking lot, Connor slid into the driver’s seat, and Cam opened the passenger door to


    join him.


    “Where’s the driver?”


    “He lives nearby. There’s staff housing here,” Connor said, steering the car forward.


    Bryan is staying around here, too?”


    “Yeah.*


    “Would it be inconvenient if I stayed at your ce? I could stay in the staff housing.”


    There’s no ce for women there,” Connor said tly.


    “But I’ve seen female staff…” Cam began, puzzled. If there was staff housing, surely there would


    be amodations for women.


    Connor paused, then turned to look at her. “Can you set the GPS to Pleasant View Residence?”


    Cam nodded and reached for the GPS. They arrived five minutester. Connor pressed his


    fingerprint to the door, and Cam followed him inside.


    The decor wasn’t overly luxurious, clean like a showroom. The dining table had a vase of fresh


    flowers and a few bottles of water, indicating it was rarely lived in.


    The room at the end is mine. You can pick any of the other two,” Connor said, sitting on the sofa


    and opening a bottle of water from the coffee table


    Cam opened the first bedroom door, ced her luggage next to the wardrobe, and checked the


    time. It was already nine. She remembered Connor hadn’t eaten much at lunch and opened a food


    delivery app to see what was avable nearby.


    After browsing, she realized she wasn’t familiar with any of the local restaurants, and the ratings


    weren’t great. She hesitated to order blindly She stepped out of the bedroom and esked, ‘Mr.


    Connor, do you like McDonald’s?”


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    Connor nced at the time and replied. Just order any burger for me.”