Connor scrutinized the item before him. “It seems of average quality.”
Logan scoffed, retorting, “You think you know about this stuff?”
Connor shook his head. He recalled that his mother’s diamonds had sparkled more than this.
“Standard quality for these gems,” Logan said, eyeing him.
Connor was still not satisfied, no matter how he looked at it.
“Let's get the best quality raw diamonds and cut them. Would that satisfy you, Mr. Connor?” Logan sighed.
“That might work,” Connor agreed.
Logan rolled his eyes. Cutting good raw stones into small diamonds seemed like a waste.
“I’ll select them at your company,” Connor stated.
“Alright,” Logan's eyebrows twitched.
“Let's go,” Connor said, shutting down his computer on his desk.
“You mean now?” Logan asked incredulously.
“Yeah,” Connor replied nonchalantly.
“Lucky me, having a friend like you,” Logan gritted his teeth.
“Stop dawdling and get your stuff together,” Connor urged.
“Yeah, yeah,” Logan took a deep breath, clenching his fists.
The two left the office together.
Connor told Camila, “I have to step out and won’t be back to the office. You can leave when it’s time.”
“Alright,” Camila nodded.
Logan gave Camila a meaningful look and forced a smile.
“Take care, Mr. Connor, Mr. Logan,” Camila might have been imagining it, but she thought Logan’s look carried a hint of regret.
After they left, Camila buried herself back in her work. Near the end of her shift, she carried the organized files into Connor’s office.
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