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    On Connor’s face, the icy expression gradually melted away, reced by a gentle demeanor.


    Cam turned her head to look ahead, breathing a sigh of relief.


    The driver nced at Cam, then observed Connor’s expression through the rearview mirror, his


    lips curving into a subtle smile.


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    After a while, Connor broke the silence. “Be at my ce on time tomorrow,” Connor spoke again.


    “I’ll teach you how to drive.”


    Cam frowned slightly. What was with her boss and his peculiar hobbies? Why did he have this


    keen interest in teaching her?


    Not only was he her self–defense coach, but now he wanted to teach her driving, too! If he loved


    teaching so much, why not be a teacher?


    She closed her eyes and exhaled before turning back with a professional smile on her face. “Of


    course, thank you, Mr. Connor.”


    She had scheduled a health checkup for Sunday, so now she couldn’t go home to be with her


    mother tomorrow.


    Ugh.


    Connor nodded in satisfaction.


    As Cam thought more about it, something seemed off. She turned to face him again. “Mr. Connor,


    you’re not going to deduct tuition fees from my sry, are you?”


    Connor paused for a moment. Looking up at her, he frowned and said, “Do you think your sry


    canpensate for the time I spend teaching you?”


    Cam thought for a half second and nodded, realizing he might have a point. Then she gave a sly


    smile. “Mr. Connor, do you think sry is a bit low?”


    Connor nced sideways at her.


    “It’s not low at all… Please forget what I just said,” Cam chuckled sheepishly. She turned her


    head forward, sitting properly in the passenger seat.


    The driver struggled to hold back hisughter, his body trembling slightly.


    The car arrived at Cedarhill Estate, and the driver slowly pulled over. “Thank you,” Cam said to


    the driver.


    She prepared to get out of the car and softly said, “Bye, Mr. Connor. See you tomorrow…”


    Connor responded.


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    Cam closed the car door, and the vehicle sped away. She turned and patted her chest. She had


    almost upset the boss by mentioning


    a raise.


    The next day, after his exercise, Connor was dressed in casual wear, seeming more approachable


    than usual.


    He descended to the garage, and tossed a set of keys to Cam, pointing at the Bentley in front.


    “Drive this one.”


    Cam’s eyes widened in shock, nearly gasping at the sight of the multi–million dor car


    designated as her training vehicle. The keys in her hand felt like a hot potato, and she quickly


    handed them back to Connor, shaking her head vigorously. “No way, I can’t drive this! Sir, are you


    under some misunderstanding about my driving skills? I failed my driving test twice!”


    Connor slightly furrowed his brow, stuffing the keys back into her hand. “There’s insurance. What


    are you afraid of? Get in.” Then, he sat in the passenger seat.


    Cam swallowed hard, steeling herself as she opened the driver’s door and bent down to get in.


    Once inside, she looked around, clueless about what to do first. The car was adjusted to Connor’s


    height, and Cam scoated forward, barely reaching the clutch.


    Adjust the seat, Connor nced over at her.


    Cam responded with an “Oh, fumbling around cluelessly with the controls.


    She gave Connor a bewildered look, asking awkwardly, “Where do I adjust it?


    Connor sighed, leaning over. His sudden proximity startled Cam, who dared not breathe.


    Connor breased a button, and the seat slowly moved forward,