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    A man watched Cam at a distance as she sipped her wine, her charm and beauty captivating.


    Without much thought, he found himself seated in the lounge area, pouring more wine into Cam’s


    ss.


    Cam had a tipsy sparkle in her eyes. She asked Erica with a soft volce, “Erica, why aren’t you


    drinking?”


    Erica nced at Cam and gently smiled, “You drink. I’ll watch over you.”


    Soon, Cam felt dizzy, rubbing her forehead but still feeling lightheaded. Her difort grew


    under the harsh lights, so she slowly stood up from the couch.”


    Erics immediately got up to support her toward the restroom.


    Connor caught a glimpse and paused, slightly stunned. He recognized that slender silhouette, her


    dress skimming over her legs.


    “Excuse me for a moment,” he said, not waiting for Haylie to respond. He quickly walked in Cam’s


    direction.


    “Excuse me, please, he said as he made his way through the crowd.


    “What’s with him? Why the rush?” someone standing next to Haylie asked in surprise.


    Haylie just shook her head.


    Erica helped Cam to the dimly litidor. Leaning against the wall, Cam took deep breaths.


    She was too dizzy to walk further.


    “Come on… It’s okay. I’m here with you. Forget Connor; plenty more fish in the sea, Ericaforted


    her.


    Cam pursed her lips, her bright eyes brimming with tears as she tried to hold them back. “Erica, I


    was just fooling myself… she said, sadly mocking herself.


    Her head spun more and more, and she nearly lost consciousness.


    Suddenly, someone in the dark grabbed her arm. Cam was dazed and turned her head, only


    noticing that the man before her was Incredibly handsome as if he had appeared in her life before.


    Her eyes were teary as she quietly observed him, his scent of wine lingering


    Connor stared at her for a few seconds, then turned to Erica. “Why did you let her drink!” he said


    sternly.


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    “…” Erica swallowed her words, ring at Connor


    Ignoring her, Connor looked at Cam, who was drunk with tears in her misty eyes, her fair skin


    flushed red.


    ‘Cam… Connor called softly. She hummed in response, her voice soft and tender.


    Connor took off his jacket and draped it over her, saying quietly, “Il take her home.”


    Erica clenched Connor’s arm, her tone sharp. “There’s no need, Mr. Connor. I haven’t been


    drinking.”


    Connor nced at Erica andmanded, “Let go.”


    His anger was barely contained as he coldly stated, “You can’t carry her.” Then, he lifted Cam in


    his arms.


    “Mr. Connor!” Erica frowned deeply.


    Down the long corridor, Connor carried Cam out. The sudden bright light made Cam feel


    ufortable. She closed her eyes and buried her face in his chest. She felt familiar and safe


    there.


    Those present were surprised to see Connor carrying a woman and stared nkly at the scene.


    When Connor and Haylie met face to face, Haylie was taken aback. “Who’s this?”


    “My employee, she’s had too much to drink,” Connor said in a low tone, clearly in a bad mood.


    “Let the security handle it. I’ll arrange for someone to take her home,” Haylie suggested with a


    smile.


    “I got it” Connor carried Cam out of the vi.


    Erica followed closely behind