A One Night Stand With My Boss

"Have some breakfast. It's been a busy morning."

David quietly set the table for her, a perpetual smile gracing his features.

As Camila watched this, she nodded reluctantly. "Okay."

After breakfast, Camila and Connor headed back to the office.

Back at her desk, Camila reviewed her tasks for the day. It didn’t look too hectic, and she should be able to leave on time.

She organized the documents needing signatures and knocked on Connor’s office door.

“Mr. Connor, here’s the proposal for the annual gala. The budget has been increased by 30%,” Camila reported as she handed over the documents.

Connor took them, flipped through a few pages, then closed the file and looked up at Camila.

"You can make the decisions for the gala. Your signature will suffice. You don’t need to report back to me."

Camila was momentarily stunned.

"Me?"

This was an event with a million-dollar budget, and he trusted her this much?

Connor nodded, adding, “What, you don’t feel confident?”

Camila shook her head, straightening her back. “Of course not. I'll do my best.”

Connor nodded in approval.

Then, Camila began to report on other work matters in detail.

After finishing, she returned to her desk.

She opened the gala planning file and carefully read through it, marking some issues or suggestions.

This kept her busy until the afternoon.

Erica called Camila.

Pressing the phone between her shoulder and ear while typing, Camila answered, “Hello,” completely unaware that Connor had stepped out of his office.

"Cami, let’s have dinner after work. I'll come find you after my interview."

Checking the time, Camila realized she could finish her tasks before leaving and replied, “Sure, I won't have to work late today. Let's have dinner together.”

Connor heard Camila’s conversation but he didn’t know who was on the other end. He frowned slightly.

“I'll come find you after my interview," Erica said.

“Alright, I'll wait for you.”

Camila hung up and looked up to see Connor standing before her with a stern face. She quickly stood up and asked, “Mr. Connor, did you need me?”

“It’s nothing,” Connor uttered and returned to his office.

Camila shrugged slightly and went back to work.

At Weiss Jewelry, in the reception area.

After the interview, Erica switched off her recorder.

“You really did your homework for this interview,” Logan said, pleased.

Erica smiled confidently, “Isn’t that expected?”

“Which of our designs do you like best?” Logan inquired.

After a moment, Erica replied with a smile, “I like them all, but the one that stands out is ‘The One.'”

Logan's eyes lit up.

Though he wasn’t fond of Haylie, her celebrity effect certainly boosted the jewelry’s appeal.

“That so? Why is that?” he asked with interest.

Erica replied earnestly, “I think that necklace is particularly ugly!”

Logan was taken aback but couldn’t help laughing. “I’ll make sure your feedback reaches the designers.”

“How about a drink tonight?” he asked, eyes locked on Erica, testing the waters.

“I'm sorry, Mr. Logan, I have plans with a friend tonight,” Erica said regretfully. Please check at N/ôvel(D)rama.Org.

Just then, a message came.

[Erica, I have to work late tonight. Let's plan another day.]