Chapter 129

Chapter 129

Camila carefully took out the baking tray, and the aromatic cupcakes filled the entire kitchen with their scent. Their tops were slightly golden brown, emitting an inviting aroma that was absolutely tantalizing.

“Wow!” Erica, drawn by the smell, widened her big, dewy eyes as she stared at the tray of freshly baked cupcakes.

“Did we really make these?” she asked excitedly. “They look absolutely perfect!”

Camila nodded with a smile. “I just hope they taste as good.”

Erica raised an eyebrow, brimming with confidence. “They’re going to be explosively delicious!”

“Try one and see.” Camila carefully picked up a cupcake, cut it into four pieces, and handed one to Erica.

She took a bite herself, her face immediately showing satisfaction, her eyes sparkling, “These are just as good as any you’d buy in a bakery!”

“They’re delicious!” Erica exclaimed excitedly. “And they’re even better because they were made by two beautiful ladies–definitely a bonus! Anyone who tries them would be blessed!”

“No one can compete with your vanity,” Camila laughed, shaking her head.

“It’s hard to abandon natural beauty,” Erica quipped, winking.

Amused yet resigned, Camila got another exquisite cupcake and carried it to the living room. She brewed a pot of strong coffee and joined Erica on the comfy sofa.

“Are your parents going to be home for Thanksgiving?” Camila asked.

“No, they’re hardly ever home,” Erica sighed.

“Go to my home for dinner then,” Camila offered.

Erica smiled styly, was hoping you’d say that.”

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After enjoying the delicious cupcakes, they decided to order takeout to keep dinner simple.

After dinner, Erica went home. Camila busied herself in the kitchen, washing the used dishes. Her gaze occasionally drifted to the packed cupcakes, her thoughts wandering.

“Connor doesn’t like sweet treats…” she murmured softly, frowning slightly.

She opened an app on her phone and started searching for recipes for savory dessert recipes. Various recipes appeared on the screen, and Camila’s eyes lit up.

“This looks good. I could give it a try.” She

Said to herself. Then, she quickly went downstairs to the supermarket.

After several hours of busy work in the kitchen, the oven timer went off again. Camila watched intently as the savory pie baked, her face full of anticipation.

As time quietly passed, and when the oven timer rang, it was already 1 a.m. She gently opened the oven door, and a fragrant scent rushed out

It’s finally ready.” Camila said tiredly but contentedly. She carefully took out the pie and placed it on the tray to cool.

The next day.

Camila arrived on time at Cedarhill Estate, and as she entered, she saw Connor, in his loose pajamas, sleepily walking out of the bedroom. Ever since she acknowledged her feelings, she couldn’t look straight into Connor’s eyes.

Good morning, Mr. Connor, the greeted, slightly turning her head.

Connor responded, surveying her up and down. “How did the medical checkup go?” he suddenly asked.

An?: Camila was surprised and didn’t expect him to remember this

Camila remembered her misunderstanding, mistaking her heart flutter for a heart problem. She awkwardly smiled and said. All clea

fed then turned back to his bedroom to freshen up