Chapter 157


    Cam woke up to find that the ne was preparing tond. She twisted her body and the nket


    she had been covered with slipped off.


    She paused for a moment, realizing she was still clutching the nket in her hands. "First-ss


    service is really something," she murmured, assuming a flight attendant had draped it over her to


    keep her warm.


    After tidying up the nket, she rubbed her eyes, removed her headphones, and looked out the


    window.


    Outside was an endless desert and rolling hills, glinting gold under the sunlight. As the ne


    approached the runway, the tires made a soft rustling sound as they touched the sandy ground. The


    aircraft trembled slightly beforeing to a slow stop.


    Cam stood up, and as she did, Connor passed by her seat, casually picking up herptop bag.


    Cam hesitated for a moment before quickly catching up to him.


    Exiting the airport, n was managing a cart full of luggage. The business partners had arranged


    for staff to wait outside the airport.


    Upon seeing them, the staff promptly helped load the luggage into a van.


    The trantor briefly conversed with the staff of the business partners. "Mr. Connor, they’re taking


    us to the hotel to rest now, and the hotel has prepared a local specialty dinner for us," the trantor


    exined to Connor.


    "Alright," Connor responded sinctly.


    They checked in at the hotel. The partners had thoughtfully arranged for Connor to stay in the


    presidential suite, while Cam and n each got a standard suite.


    n brought the luggage to Cam''s room, "Cam, you rest up a bit. I''ll call you when it''s time to


    eat."


    Cam shook her head, "I''m not hungry."


    n frowned slightly, knowing if she didn’t go, Mr. Connor might skip it too. He smiled and


    encouraged, "It''s all local delicacies, things we can''t get back home. Try to eat a little."


    Cam hesitated, then nodded. "Alright."


    "Here’s a spare key card for Mr. Connor’s room. I’ll give you one and keep one myself," n


    handed her a card.


    After n left, Cam unpacked her luggage, neatly arranging her clothes in the wardrobe and


    cing a stuffed toy on the bed.


    She walked over to the window and gently pulled back the curtain. The view of distant dunes and


    the clear blue sky was breathtaking. She took out her phone to capture the beautiful scene and sent


    a message to her mom and Erica to check in.


    ire quickly replied, reminding her to stay safe.


    Erica responded, [How’s Mr. Connor?]


    Cam smiled helplessly and texted back, [He’s in the presidential suite, eight floors away from me.]


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    Erica teased, [Wow, a presidential suite with so many rooms, the partners really don’t know how to


    save, huh?]


    Just then, a message from n popped up, telling Cam it was time to eat and to call Connor


    downstairs.


    After replying to the message, Cam went up to the presidential suite and rang Connor’s doorbell.


    "Come in," Connor’s voice came from inside.


    Cam opened the door and entered, finding Connor standing by the window, holding his phone


    and checking something.


    "Mr. Connor, it’s time to eat," Cam said softly.


    Connor nodded, put away his phone, and walked towards the door. Together, they went downstairs


    to the dining room where the table was already set with local specialties, the aroma filling the air.


    Despite not feeling hungry earlier, Cam couldn’t help but eat a little more.


    After dinner, Cam returned to her room, changed into her pajamas after a shower, and prepared


    to rest due to jetg. Just then, her phone rang.