Chapter 30
“Madam, we offer a unique service of embroidering initials on the back of lies for our esteemed customers. Would you like to add this personal touch?” the sales associate naked.
Camila thought for a moment. “Please embroider C.P, thank you”
“Of course,” the sales associate responded. “Please leave your address, and we will send it to you once it’s ready.”
Afterward, Camila picked out two scarves. “Erica, this one’s for you. It’s $200 more expensive than the boss, Camila said with a smile.
“As always, you spoil me the most” Erica responded affectionately.
“And this one’s for my mom, Camila told the cashier as she had the items wrapped.
The total came to $11,200.
“You’re spending all your lottery winnings, and then some,” Erica teased.
Camila just laughed. “It was unexpected money anyway.”
Leaving the luxury store, Camila headed to the supermarket downstairs to buy some ingredients for making cookies.
Her new place had a large oven, and after researching cookie recipes last night, which seemed simple enough, she decided to give it a
try.
When she got home, Camila followed the recipe and baked deliciously aromatic cookies. Surprisingly, although she lacked cooking skills, she was quite adept at baking. She packaged the cookies nicely, planning to bring them to work tomorrow for her colleagues to
try.
“Good morning, Mr. Connor!” Camila greeted energetically as she stood up.
Connor grunted nonchalantly, walked over to the dining table, and lazily sat down, picking up the coffee and sipping it slowly.
David looked puzzled. Mr. Connor’s moodiness had vanished? He had actually come out for breakfast on his own!
Camila, on the other hand, was busy preparing the breakfast. “Mr. Connor, please have your breakfast.”
Connor sat up straight, took the fork, and leisurely started eating his omelet. Camila began her breakfast sitting across from him. David, who had served the Passos family for over thirty years, felt for the first time that perhaps he was a bit redundant in that moment.
Connor glanced at the cookies on the table, which didn’t quite fit with the breakfast, and frowned slightly. Had David made a mistake by placing his least favorite food on the table?
Sensing his glance, David discreetly took the cookies back to the kitchen. Unaware of David’s actions, Camila continued her breakfast without any realization that anything was amiss.
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