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    After breakfast, the driver took them to the office building. Cam unbuckled her seatbelt, ready to


    get out of the car.


    “I won’t be in Fairmount for the next couple of days, so call me if you need anything,” Connor’s deep


    voice came from the back seat. Cam paused slightly, remembering that Connor’s schedule was


    supposed to be clear. “Okay,” she nodded.


    After getting out of the car, Cam stood still, watching as the vehicle slowly drove away until it


    vanished from her sight. Then she turned and entered the familiar skyscraper, taking the elevator up


    alone.


    The driver dropped Connor off at the airport, where he immediately saw Ray, Peter, and Emily. The


    airport had a separate area with a few private jets belonging to the Passos family.


    On this day, Connor was not at the office. Various departments submitted their documents to


    Cam, who carefully sorted and ced


    them on Connor’s desk.


    As closing time approached, Erica’s call came right on time. Her voice was cheerful as she said,


    “I’m already downstairs at your office.”


    Cam checked the time. It was exactly six o’clock. She packed up her things and left work.


    When Cam stepped out of the building, Erica was already waiting by the roadside, smiling and


    waving at her.


    Cam walked towards her friend, the evening sun casting a warm glow on her, making her appear


    even more radiant.


    “It’s rare for you to finish work on time today,” Ericamented.


    “My boss isn’t in the office,” Cam replied with a proud smile.


    “Where shall we eat? You decide,” she said, linking arms with Erica, her face full of smiles.


    “Let’s have hot stew!” Erica suggested with a grin.


    “Trying to save me money?” Cam chuckled with warmth in her eyes. “Didn’t I promise to treat you


    to a fancy dinner?”


    “I’ve been on a business trip in the big city these past few days, eating local delicacies… I almost


    forgot what hot stew tastes like,” Erica said yfully, shaking her head.


    “Tonight, we’ll have a fiery hot stew to bring back your taste buds!” Cam suggested with augh.


    They chose a popr nearby restaurant. As they entered, the aroma of the hot stew wafted through


    the air, making Erica swallow in anticipation. “This is the taste I’ve been craving!”


    “Eat your


    fill and order whatever you want,” Cam dered boldly.


    “Alright, thanks, boss!” Erica didn’t hold back and ordered a variety of ingredients, quickly filling the


    table.


    The boiling broth bubbled, releasing an enticing fragrance.


    “I’m so hungry. Let’s start!” Erica dumped a whole te of beef into the pot.


    Once the beef was cooked, Erica quickly picked up a piece, dipped it in the sauce, and savored it


    with her eyes closed. “This is so delicious!” she eximed, then added pitifully, “I’ve been starving in


    the big city these past few days. But it suits your taste. Almost every dish has sugar.”


    Camughed, “Yeah, I’d take your business trips if I could.”


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    As they enjoyed their hot stew, Cam mentioned that Emily had given her a painting by Peter.


    Erica was astonished, “Wow, that’s incredibly generous! How much is a painting by Peter worth? A


    seven–figure sum?”


    “Yes, it’s very valuable. I’ve hidden it in my closet, afraid of damaging it. I’ll need to find a chance to


    give it back,” Cam said.


    “Let me tell you, Connor must be interested in you. I mean, whose mother just gives a secretary a


    painting worth millions?” Erica raised an eyebrow.


    Cam frowned slightly, “I don’t think so. I apanied him to Mr. Logan’s birthday party recently,


    and the next day, when I visited his house, he hadn’t even changed his clothes, and there was a


    lipstick mark.”