Connor’s eyes were dark, his gaze lingering on the cigarette in his hand.
Alan watched him, silent.
Connor took a lighter, lit the cigarette, and took a drag.
“Avoid this kind of situation in the future. I don’t want similar issues affecting the normal operations of the company,” he said, his voice slightly hoarse. “Understood,” Alan nodded.
Despite the trending topic being pulled from the charts, the buzz about Haylie and Conner continued to ferment on social media.
Haylie still hadn’t received a follow-back from Connor.
As closing time neared, Connor emerged from the conference room, looking exhausted.
Camila, sitting at her desk, felt his gaze.
She looked up, meeting his eyes.
Those eyes seemed to harbor a touch of melancholy.
“Camila, book a table at the Royal Bistro for 6:30. I’ll be dining with Parker and the others,” Connor’s voice was low and slightly raspy. Camila nodded, “Okay.”
Connor walked a few steps, his hand in his pocket, then turned back to look at her, “You are coming, too.”
Camila was stunned.
It was usually Alan who entertained clients like Parker from the brokerage firm. Connor rarely attended.
She watched Connor for a few seconds, then quietly agreed.
Connor returned to the conference room.
After booking the restaurant, Camila texted Connor the reservation details.
She looked towards the conference room, puzzled.
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Ten minutes later, the conference room door opened.
The group headed toward the elevator, Alan gesturing for Camila to follow.
She trailed behind them, entering the elevator.
She then pressed the button and moved aside.
Connor glanced at her but said nothing.
They arrived at the restaurant,
While Camila and Alan were ordering,
Parker pulled out a pack of cigarettes, offering one to Connor. “Mr. Connor, care for one?”
Connor frowned slightly, his eyes glancing at Camila, who was ordering.
His gaze lingered on Camila briefly, then his hand gently covered Parker’s pack, “Let’s not smoke during dinner.”
Parker paused, then chuckled awkwardly, “Right, we’re eating.”
Parker felt awkward and set the cigarettes and lighter aside.
The waiter served soup, placing a bowl in front of each person. Camila
Che Strands of hair fell across k
soup.
Stewed her head to sip her and she brushed her not t
She tucked her hair behind her ear.
Connor, holding a spoon, took a sip of soup, his eyes fixed on her.
It wasn’t until Parker spoke to him that he looked away.
“Mr. Connor, I heard Passos Corporation is considering acquiring Voss Telecom and Ocean Chips. What’s your take?” Parker asked.
Connor pondered for a moment, setting down his spoon, and looked at Parker.
“I believe both companies hold great
potential. Acquiring them would undoubtedly bring new growthe opportunities and development prospects to Passos Corporation.”
“More importantly, with the continuous advancement of technology and market shifts, acquiring these companies not only allows Passos Corporation to quickly enter these high-growth sectors but also enhances its
self
technological capabilities and
market share.”
Parker nodded.
The two delved deeper into the discussion, with Camila quietly listening on the side.
Connor’s phone beeped twice.
It was from Haylie.
He swiped open the message, read it, and without responding, turned off the phone.
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