Chapter 10
He stood there like a towering mountain, exuding an aura of invincibility.
Camila stood a few meters away from him. Her lips pressed tightly together, her heart pounding like it might leap out of her body. She steadied her breathing before speaking naturally, “Mr. Connor, did you want to see me?”
Connor tumed around, walked to his desk, extinguished his cigarette, and sat down in the executive chair, fixing his gaze on her with slightly narrowed eyes. “We’ve met before,” he said c o o l l y.
Camila, trying to suppress the panic rising inside her, forced a smile and feigned confusion. “Oh? I don’t think so. We move in different circles. It’s unlikely we would meet. I have a pretty common face, Mr. Connor You might have mistaken me for someone else”
She spoke confidently, her face betraying no sign of blush or heartbeat. She couldn’t admit it, no matter what.
The comers of Connor’s mouth twitched almost imperceptibly. How could he possibly mistake the woman he had spent a night with?
It was fine if she didn’t acknowledge it. He didn’t want to get overly involved, either.
“Perhaps I was mistaken,” he said, a satisfied smile playing on his lips.
Camila felt a wave of relief. She just had to insist they had never met.
Connor slowly began, “Tve reviewed your resume. Aside from working at Future haven’t stayed at any company for
a for a wear fou more than three months. Why is that?”
Camila laughed awkwardly. “The first two companies went bankrupt, and the last one had a boss who was arrested for tax evasion…”
She noticed Connor’s brows furrow slightly as if doubting her words, so she quickly added, “It’s true. You can check.
“So, you’re a bit of a jinx for companies?” Connor chuckled.
Camila was lost for words. Surely Connor was not superstitious, right? Could he be worried she might jinx him?
Initially, she had applied to the Future Inc. branch, hoping to find a stable company.
She cleared her throat and said, “Future Inc.’s performance has multiplied several times this year.”
Hearing her response, Connor looked down and chuckled. “Alright, I’ve got it. You can go now.”
On her first day at work, Connor didn’t ask Camila to work overtime. By the time she got home, it was already past eight.
Camila had spent the day in a state of nervous exhaustion. Stripping off her work clothes, she stood under the shower, washing off the day’s fatigue with her eyes closed. Suddenly, the image of Connor from that night flashed in her mind, and she was startled, her eyes snapping open.
The thought of seeing his face every day meant she could never escape the memory of that night. The double salary didn’t feel worth it at all. She just wanted to return to the branch office and be a mere assistant.
After drying off and changing into a loose nightgown, she collapsed despondently onto her bed.
Erica’s call came through. Her friend’s excited voice came over the line. “How was it working at the headquarters today? I heard Connor is quite a catch. Did you get to meet him?”
Erica’s family owned a clothing manufacturing business, and she worked at a fashion magazine, frequently mingling with high society. Camila laughed weakly and coldly. “I met him and mentioned him to you before.”
Erica’s mind raced, puzzled. “I have a good memory, and I even asked if you had a chance to meet him,
“I mentioned him to you the day before yesterday…” Camila sighed.
and you said no.”
oly sh i t! Your
“The day before yesterday?” Erica searched her memory of that day, paused for a few seconds, then gasped in shock, “Holy one night stand was with Connor!”