Chapter 183

Camila gave a bitter smile.

Chapter 183

“Feeling dizzy?” Erica asked.

Camila nodded.

“Hold on, I’ll get you some hangover relief.” Erica climbed out of bed.

She had stayed up with Camila all night and had barely slept herself, so she was feeling groggy. She even stumbled over her own slippers.

“Take it easy,” Camila said, watching Erica’s staggering figure with concern.

She rubbed her temples, suddenly remembering that there was an urgent document in the tech department that needed signing.

She grabbed her phone, instinctively opened the top contact in her

She took a deep breath, pushing down the bitterness in her heart.

ges, and paused, her nose tingling with the onset of tears.

Camila exited Connor’s chat and opened Alan’s chat instead. [Good morning. Sorry to disturb you so early. I’m taking the day off. In my desk’s second drawer, there’s a document with a pink post–it. It’s urgent. The tech department needs Mr. Connor’s signature. Could you please take it to Mr. Connor? Thanks.]

Her desk drawers were all locked, and both Alan and Connor had the keys.

Alan quickly replied. [No problem, take good rest.]

Erica’s footsteps approached, and Camila put down her phone.

“Here, take this pill, and your head will stop hurting,” Erio”

said, bringing in a cup of

“Thank you, you’re a lifesaver,” Camila forced a smile and

“No need to thank me,” Erica yawned after speaking.

“You should get some more sleep. It’s not time to go work

Erica smiled, “It’s alright. I took the day off, too. I’m staying

the medicine.

warm water and medication.

Camila

pulled her

to

you today.”

sit on the bed.

“Go to sleep. Your bags are practically down to your chin, I’m fine,” Camila chuckled. “I think I’ll sleep a bit more.”

Erica immediately agreed, as she was indeed very tired. She turned off the lights and drew the curtains close, plunging the bedroom

into darkness.

Camila hugged a pillow, closing her

Once Erica noticed Camila was asleep, she closed her eyes, and soon, she was asleep too.

When the sound of even breathing came from beside her, Camila opened her eyes, the darkness enveloping her. She got up quietly and walked to the balcony, sitting in the wicker chair and hugging her legs.

She closed her eyes, took a deep breath of the fresh air, and calmed herself down.

Future Inc.

Nine o’clock.

Alan arrived at Camila’s desk, retrieved the document, and knocked on Connor’s door. “Mr. Connor, this is an urgent document from the tech department. Camila asked me to bring it for your signature.”

Connor paused, looked up, took the document, and flipped through it. “When did Camila contact you?” he asked casually.

*Just after six in the morning, Alan replied.

Connor quickly scanned the document and signed it at the designated spot.

After Alan left, Connor leaned back in his chair, flipping his phone in his hand.

Why was she awake so early?

He opened his messages and sent one to Camila. [Are you awake? How are you feeling?]

After hearing the ping of his message, Camila took a deep breath before opening it.

She typed a few words. [Thank you, sir, for your concern, I’m-]

She paused for half a second, then deleted and re–edited. [Thank you, Mr. Connor, for your concern. I’m much better]

Connor received her message and replied. [Why did you drink?]

Camila replied, [I apologize for the inconvenience, Mr. Connor. It went happen again.]

Connor responded, [Have you had breakfast? I’ll have David send you some coffee!