A One Night Stand With My Boss (Camilla) novel Chapter 179

Chapter 179

Camila shook her head blankly when Erica asked her question.

Yes, they knew each other….

Connor was dressed entirely in black, wearing a tailored black shirt and suit that exuded an air of elegance and wealth

Holding Connor’s arm, Haylie descended the staircase with a radiant smile. Her movement was graceful, one hand slightly curved, waving to the crowd. She was like a noble swan.

Camila’s gaze remained fixed on Haylie, and she finally noticed the necklace around her neck–it was The One!

She shuddered violently, her face turning ghostly pale. It felt as though an invisible hand was tightly choking her. The air seemed to vanish

Underneath the table, her hands clenched the fabric of her dress tightly. Her fingers had turned white, yet she felt no pain.

She swallowed painfully

“Camilla what’s wrong?” Erica, noticing her pale face, asked anxiously.

Camila turned to Erica, her voice trembling weakly. “Haylie… she’s wearing The One…”

Erica’s pupils dilated sharply as she turned to look at Haylie. By then, they had reached the lobby, greeting acquaintances.

“Haylie Connor she stuttered.

The slightly tipsy man glanced at Haylie and then back at the two women. He chuckled, “You know Connor too? Seems like he’s quite the celebrity now”

“Wasn’t Haylie engaged?” Erica suddenly turned to the man, her voice urgent.

“Yes, I remember it was on June 18th. I even attended the engagement party,” the tipsy man replied.

June 18th

Camila froze, her gaze blank as she stared at Connor

That day… It was the day at the bar….

“Why isn’t she standing next to her fiancé?” Enica

Erica furrowed her brows tightly, staring at the tipsy man.

“Camila… Enca called softly

Camila sniffled, wiping the tears from her cheeks with the back of her hand, and managed a smile. “Let’s drink!”

She picked up another glass of wine and clinked glasses with Erica, gulping it down in one go. She drank too quickly and choked, coughing violently.

Erica immediately pulled out a tissue to wipe her mouth, her voice full of concem, “Slow down…”

Seeing the empty glass, the waiter promptly refilled it

“You’ve got a good tolerance. I’ll drink with you the Lipsy man said, handing Camila another filled glass

Camila looked up at Connor He was tumed away from her, seemingly talking to Haylie, who was smiling softly.

Camila withdrew her gaze, met the tipsy man’s smiling eyes, and ad her glass, “Cheers!”

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Chapter 180