A One Night Stand With My Boss (by Ela Osaretin)

Chapter 44

"I'm on it. Please wait a moment."

Camila slightly furrowed her brow as she overheard their conversation. She glanced up at Connor, puzzled by his comment. After a moment of frustration, she sighed, feeling she had perhaps embarrassed him.

They moved to a private booth, where a spread of delicious dishes was served, but Camila found the meal tasteless.

Once Connor finished eating and wiped his mouth, he said, "There's a bar opening tomorrow. You'll attend as my date. Consider it overtime."

"Okay..

Camila understood that at such events, men often brought dates, and as his personal assistant, it was natural for her to accompany him. Well, at least there was overtime pay. "Do you have a suitable dress?"

amila rolled her eyes internally. She wondered if he was worried about her embarrassing him with inappropriate attire. "Yes."

ne next day.

"What does he mean by that?" Camila was still upset about the sudden change to a private booth the day before.

"I haven't met him, but do you know how much this suit costs?" Erica pulled out the suit jacket Camila had worn the night she was almost assaulted.

Camila shook her head.

"It's custom-made from a private tailor in Italy, starting at $10,000. This one must be at least $20,000 to $30,000."

Camila whistled, taking the jacket and holding it carefully, "My gosh, I need to return this to him ASAP!"

"It's rare to find a startup CEO with such taste."

"I think it's excessively lavish. Our company's dividends aren't that high, especially with several shareholders."

Erica rummaged through the wardrobe and pulled out a chic haute couture cocktail dress. "I'll do your makeup nicely, and with this dress, you'll stun everyone there. He'll have to take a second look." After some preparations, Erica said with satisfaction and pride. "Perfect!"

The wine-red cocktail dress clung tightly to her skin, outlining her graceful curves. Her curls cascaded around her impressive cleavage, her skin glowing like diamonds, and her waist slender enough to be grasped with one hand, her legs long and straight. With her exquisite makeup, Camila was truly a sight to behold.

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"If only I were a man." Erica mused, completely captivated by Camila's beauty.

"You are being dramatic."

Although Camila hadn't planned on competing for attention at the bar, being beautiful was something every girl liked.

Her phone rang, and Camila answered.

"The driver's here."

She walked out of the villa in her high heels, where the driver was already waiting. His face showed a look of astonishment when he saw Camila, completely taken aback.

His gaze lingered on Camila's face for a second before he hurriedly opened the car door.

Camila was about to sit in the front passenger seat, but seeing the driver had already opened the door for her, she covered her chest

with her hand and bent down as she stepped in, unexpectedly making eye contact with the man inside. Instantly, the air inside the car turned icy.

Connor was the first to avert his gaze.

Camila thought the driver would pick her up before going to pick up Mr. Connor. She didn't expect to meet him in the car, her surprise no less than his.

"Mr. Connor, she greeted him with a slight smile.

"Seatbelt. Connor said as he turned his head and picked up his phone to reply to a message, seemingly busy

The air in the car seemed to flow slowly, very quiet, even the sound of breathing was clearly audible. Despite the air conditioning, Connor felt a bit stifling. He wanted to ask the driver to turn down the air conditioning but then thought of the woman next to him and decided against it. irritably pulling at his the.

What dreadful weather, both stuffy and hot.