Chapter 218


    Cam was taken aback.


    So, he owned an investment firm, too. No wonder his lifestyle was sovish.


    He was a true capitalist, exploiting her, the working bee.


    She frowned slightly and said, "Mr. Connor, thispany isn''t really part of my job description, is


    it?"


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    Connor paused for a moment, then smiled and said, "Indeed."


    "But... if you''re willing to handle SummitTrack Investments'' tasks in your off hours, we would offer


    you an additional sry. That means you could earn double."


    Cam''s eyes sparkled instantly, as if she had discovered a treasure.


    She quickly did the math in her head, realizing that her monthly earnings could soar to seventy


    thousand!


    She could hardly believe her ears, a surge of uncontroble joy welling up inside her.


    "I''ll do it!" She tried to contain her excitement, but the sparkle in her eyes and the upward curve of


    her lips betrayed her emotions.


    A hint of amusement shed across Connor''s eyes.


    He coughed lightly, masking his chuckle, and continued with a calm demeanor.


    "But remember, if you don''t perform well, it''s off the table."


    Cam nodded firmly.


    "Come to the study." Connor walked towards the study, with Cam clutching the documents close


    behind.


    It was Cam''s first time entering the study.


    It was spacious, decorated simply yet elegantly.


    Behind the desk was a wall-to-wall bookshelf neatly lined with books ranging from investment


    strategies to world history, covering a diverse array of subjects.


    Connor sat down at the desk and gestured to the guest chair.


    "Sit here."


    Cam quickly walked over, ced the documents on the desk, and took a seat in the guest chair.


    She adjusted her posture, aiming to appear more proper and professional.


    Connor pulled out aptop from a drawer and gently ced it in front of Cam.


    "Thisptop is for you to use," he said softly, adding, "The password is cp2580."


    Cam powered up theptop and entered the password.


    She paused for a moment.


    The desktop was filled with documents about SummitTrack Investments, including financial


    statements, project proposals, and market analysis reports.


    She looked up at Connor, hesitating slightly before asking, "Mr. Connor, the documents on this


    computer..."


    Connor smiled and replied, "Those are work-rted materials. You can check them anytime. But


    remember, do not modify or delete any files without permission."


    Cam was stunned. Such trust was overwhelming!


    "Start with the documents I''ve given you, and if you have any questions, ask me anytime," Connor


    instructed.


    "Alright."


    Cam began to diligently review the materials Connor had provided.


    These documents were more professional and detailed than anything she had encountered before,


    epassing a vast range of investment knowledge.


    As she read, she took notes, and whenever she encountered something unclear, she didn''t hesitate


    to consult Connor.


    Connor answered her queries patiently, sometimes providing additional materials and exnations.


    When his phone rang, he picked it up, saying, "I have a conference call. Take your time."


    Cam nodded, but her gaze lingered on Connor as he walked away.


    His figure, entuated by the study''s lighting, seemed somanding and alluring that she


    momentarily lost her focus.


    This man exuded an irresistible charm from any angle.


    The bittersweet tang of a secret crush mingled in her heart.


    Cam sighed, steadying her emotions before continuing with the documents.