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    “Being tall isn’t everything!” Cam huffed, hands on her hips. “I’m five foot eight in heels!” Her


    heels added a good three inches to her height, making them an integral part of her stature.


    “Oh, Connor chuckled, a trace of indulgence barely noticeable in his eyes. He spoke softly, “Go put


    on your shoes.”


    Cam responded and ttered off to the bathroom to slip on a pair of men’s slippers.


    When she returned from the bathroom, she found the office empty. She sat on the couch, bored,


    swinging her legs…


    Ten minutester, the office door swung open, and Connor walked in, carrying severalrge paper


    bags.


    Cam immediately ran up to help him. Connor handed her two of the bags. “These contain some


    women’s clothing and toiletries. Get changed, and after your shower join me for breakfast.”


    Cam nodded, taking the bags back to the rest lounge.


    One bag contained a professional outfit: trousers, a blouse, underwear, and toiletries.


    From another bag, she pulled out bras… Bras of all sizes, A, B, C, D, E, F…G.


    Cam frowned. Why did he think these would fit me? I might manage a D. She took a D cup and


    other items into the bathroom.


    After her shower, she was about to change into fresh clothes, when her eyes widened at the tags.


    Designerbels!


    The blouse was $2,580! The trousers, $3,326!


    She nearly choked on her own spit. Thankfully, she hadn’t worn them out yet.–They could be


    returned.


    She changed back into her clothes from the day before and meticulously folded the designer


    clothes to return them.


    She exited the rest lounge. Connor had already set up breakfast and even brewed two cups of


    coffee.


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    Seeing her in yesterday’s attire, Connor frowned, “Why are you still wearing that?”


    “Sir… I can’t wear those clothes. Please give me the receipt so I can return them…”


    “The manager went to the store early this morning to pick those out, and you just want to return


    them? What about my dignity?” Connor’s tone held a hint of displeasure. “Go change.”


    “But…” Cam hesitated.


    “No buts, change, and let’s have breakfast. We have a busy day ahead,” Connor said firmly.


    “Okay,” sighed Cam.


    After breakfast, Cam folded Connor’s pajamas and packed them in a bag. “Mr. Connor, I’ve


    washed and packed your pajamas.”


    Connor, who disliked wearing clothes others had worn, said, “No need, just dispose of them.”


    ‘Dispose of them? So he disliked them that much because 1 wore them!‘


    Cam forced a smile, “Then I’ll take care of it.”


    Well! If he disliked them, she might as well cut them up for doll clothes!


    Connor simply nodded.


    Cam left the office and returned to her desk, focusing on her work.


    By 8:30 AM, colleagues began arriving. She handed over the organized media materials to a


    colleague, who looked surprised.


    “Cam, I left at three AMst night, and you were still here. I thought I’d be the first one in today,


    but you beat me to it,” the colleague remarked.


    She smiled awkwardly, “Actually, I left shortly after you did. I live close to the office, so it’s


    convenient.”


    If her colleagues knew she had spent the night in the boss‘ rest lounge, that news would spread


    through thepany in under half a minute. By tomorrow, rumors that she was the boss‘ wife would


    be flying everywhere.


    “This year, they should give you the Employee of the Year award,” her colleague said teasingly.


    Cam simply smiled faintly, choosing not to continue the conversation.