Chapter 60

Chapter 60

Connor was just as startled by her action as she was, and he quickly withdrew his hand.

The atmosphere turned awkward. The clock ticked on, seconds passing by.

Clearing his throat, Connor finally said, “I should go.”

Camila, her head towered, simply hummed. Only after hearing the door close did she touch her wildly beating heart and breathe a sigh of relief. She assured herself, “My heart must have been scared there. Calm down, calm down.”

The next day, it was as if last night’s episode had never happened.

The shareholders‘ meeting went on as scheduled.

Steven was absent, and when Camila saw the transfer agreement worth $1.38 billion, she couldn’t help but gasp.

After a busy day, just as Camila sat down at her desk, she received a call from the front desk about a delivery for Mr. Connor.

She took the delivery to Connor’s office. “Mr. Connor, your package.”

As Camila was about to leave after setting it down, Connor glanced at the package and said, “Wait.”

Connor opened the parcel, revealing a box full of candies.

Camila’s eyes instantly lit up, fixated on the box of her favorite orange–flavored candies. Those familiar shapes and colors, those flavors that had accompanied many joyful moments in her life, were all there before her again.

“Want them?” Connor pushed the package toward her, a slight smile curling at his lips.

Camila nodded vigorously.

Watching her face light up with joy, Connor casually said, “Take it.”

ཥ ཥ ཧ ༤ ཧ ༢ ༠༠༤༩༠༤ ་ཐ ན ད ལ ཡེ ཞ རྒྱུ ཉ ཅརྗ དོན

Yesterday, snack mogul Evan had called him. The production line for the orange–flavored jelly candies had stopped, and the company had sent him their remaining stock.

“Are they really all for me?

“I don’t eat sweets,

But someone sent these to you,” Camila said, her hand gently caressing the candies.

and I don’t know who would be so clueless to send these to me,” Connor said with feigned disgust.

At that moment, Evan sneezed several times as his assistant reported that the candies had been delivered to Connor’s company.

Evan laughed and told his assistant, “Mr. Connor must be delighted with the sweets I sent. He must be praising me right now.”

Back at Future Inc.

“If that’s the case, then I’ll gladly accept them,” Camila said, her smile widening as she clutched the large box of candies to her chest.

Connor smiled and nodded.

Camila returned to her desk with the candies, unwrapping one and popping it into her mouth. The sweet taste of orange flooded her mouth, bringing a surge of happiness. She closed her eye’s, clenched her fists, and joyfully twirled around.

Through the floor–to–ceiling window, Connor watched her face beam with happiness, a joy that radiated from within, a look of pure enjoyment. He felt as if he too was touched by that joy.

He quietly watched her, taking in the beauty and peace of the moment, the day’s fatigue suddenly vanishing. With a smirk, he muttered, All this happiness over a candy.” He watched for a while longer before lowering his head to get back to work.

As Alan passed by Camila’s desk and saw her in a good mood, he joked, “What’s got you so happy?”

“Eating candy,” Camila laughed, grabbing a handful of candies from her desk to show him.

“No, thank you. Were you okay yesterday?” Alan asked.

Camila’s face, previously full of smiles, suddenly became serene, the upward curve of her lips quickly fading. In that moment, it was as if all her joy had been drained away, leaving emptiness behind.