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    “Wow, what’s this treasure?” Emily asked curiously as she pulled out an exquisitely wrapped box.


    “It’s a homemade pumpkin pie,” Cam replied with a smile. “Thanksgiving ising up, and I tried


    making it.”


    “Wow, you can make pumpkin pie?” Emily eximed in surprise. “That’s really impressive!”


    “Well, it’s my first attempt, so it might not be as perfect as the ones you buy at the store,” Cam


    said modestly.


    “Nonsense!” Emily dismissed the thought.


    “A homemade pie is healthier and cleaner. That’s what really matters. Those store–bought ones,


    with who knows how many additives, can’tpare to what you’ve made.”


    “You’re in for a treat!” Emily nudged Connor’s arm with her elbow.


    “Let’s order,” Connor said, somewhat resignedly.


    At the dinner table, the two women chatted happily, and although Connor was focused on the


    emails on his phone, his attention never really left them.


    “Ms. Emily, are you and Mr. Peter close? I saw the painting you gave me marked as ‘not for sale‘ in


    the exhibition catalog,” Cam said.


    Emily paused for a moment, her smile turning mysterious. “Peter and I… yes, we’re quite close.”


    Continuing with a smile, she said, “I told Peter you are a fan, and since it’s fate, he agreed to gift it


    to you. The painting didn’t cost anything, so don’t feel burdened.”


    Cam nodded, “Thank you, Ms. Emily, and please extend my thanks to Mr. Peter as well.”


    “You can thank him in person sometime,” Emily chuckled.


    “In person?” Cam was surprised.


    “Yes, Connor will arrange a meeting sometime.” Emily looked at her son with a mischievous


    expression.


    Connor raised an eyebrow at Emily, his smile tinged with resignation.


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    Cam, not quite catching Connor’s expression, quickly waved her hands. “It’s okay. Just send him


    my regards. I’ll thank him in person some other time.”


    Emily chuckled and used the serving tongs to ce arge piece of fish on Cam’s te. “Cam,


    try this fish. It’s freshke bass and really tasty.”


    Cam smiled in thanks and then lowered her head to start tasting.


    Emily asked, “Cam, have you encountered anything interesting recently? Tell me about it.”


    Putting down her chopsticks, Cam thought for a moment then began to recount some recent


    amusing incidents. Connor listened, asionally chiming in.


    As the conversation deepened, Emily began to inquire about Cam’s family, work, and future


    ns. Cam answered everything openly, without hiding anything.


    Just then, Connor’s phone suddenly rang. He nced at the caller ID, frowned slightly, and said, “I


    need to take this call.” He got up and left the table to answer.


    Emily watched Connor’s retreating back and her face showed a satisfied smile. She turned to


    Cam, “What do you think of Connor?”


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    Cam was taken aback but answered honestly, “He’s very capable and attentive.”


    Emilyughed, “I think you two would be a good match.”


    Cam was startled and somewhat confused, “Ms. Emily, you seem to have misunderstood. Mr.


    Connor and I are just in a boss–subordinate rtionship.”


    Emily, looking at her son returning, smiled and said, “Connor, you’re just in time. Cam says you


    two are just boss and subordinate. What do you think?”


    Connor nced at Cam, his eyes carrying an unnoticeable emotion. Turning to Emily, he smiled


    resignedly, “Mom, why do you start these jokes again?