Chapter 217


    Erica chuckled, "Okay, my friend just stood me up."


    Logan looked at her, a mischievous glint in his eyes.


    "They seem quite sensible," he teased, then asked, "How about dinner and then some drinks


    tonight?"


    Erica smiled, "Sure."


    Logan looked at her again, a smile flickering in his eyes. "Shall we go together?"


    Erica smiled without responding, raising her eyebrows as she gathered the interview manuscripts


    from the table.


    ***


    Cam replied to Erica''s message and booted up her shut-downputer.


    She had finished her tasks for the day and had hoped to leave work on time to meet Erica for


    dinner.


    However, Connor''s call from the inte disrupted her ns.


    CEO’s office.


    "Bring over the pending projects from SummitTrack Investments," Connor said, sitting behind his


    desk, his fingers tapping lightly on the surface.


    n paused.


    SummitTrack Investments was Connor''s private investment firm. He never dealt with its affairs at


    Future Inc.


    "Mr. Connor, do you need it now?" he couldn’t help but ask.


    Connor affirmed.


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    n didn’t ask further, turned, and left the office.


    He quickly brought the project documents from SummitTrack Investments and ced them on


    Connor’s desk.


    After n left,


    Connor pressed the inte, "Pleasee in for a moment."


    Cam sighed softly and knocked before entering.


    "Mr. Connor."


    "Organize these documents and bring them to my house after work. We''ll work overtime," Connor


    said indifferently, not looking up at her.


    Cam nodded, silently picking up a stack of files.


    Just as she was about to leave, Connor tapped on the desk again. "Wait."


    Cam stopped, looking at him.


    "Make sure these documents are kept confidential," Connor added sternly.


    "Of course," Cam responded.


    She left the office and ced the files in a cardboard box, ensuring no information would leak.


    After a while, Connor stepped out of his office and tapped lightly on Cam’s desk.


    "Let’s go."


    "Okay." Cam immediately slung her backpack over her shoulder and picked up the box containing


    the files.


    Connor reached out to take the box from her arms.


    "I’ve got it," he said gravely.


    "Mr. Connor, I can carry it." Cam tried to take the box back, but Connor had already moved


    ahead.


    "Keep up," hemanded.


    Reluctantly, Cam followed him, and they both entered the elevator together.


    At Cedarhill Estate,


    Connor ced the box with the files on the coffee table.


    He nced at Cam, saying, "Let’s get some dinner first."


    Cam followed Connor to the dining table, noticing it was already set with steaming dishes.


    "Eat," Connor said tly.


    "I’m not hungry. I can start working right away." Cam preferred to get her work done and leave.


    "It well gives you strength to work overtime," Connor said as he pulled out a chair and sat down with


    a tone ofmand.


    Cam nced at the dishes on the table. They were all her favorites, and she reluctantly sat down


    to eat.


    After the meal,


    Connor opened the box and handed the documents to Cam.


    "I need a risk assessment report on thispany’s financial status, management team, and


    industry trends," he instructed.


    Cam took the documents, somewhat confused. She opened the file and saw the logo on the first


    page. SummitTrack Investments.


    "Mr. Connor, these aren’t ourpany’s documents?" she asked, puzzled.


    Connor nodded, "Yes, this is my investment firm. Most people aren’t aware that thispany


    belongs to me."