A One Night Stand With My Boss (by Ela Osaretin) novel Chapter 73

Chapter 73 

Erica wrapped her arms around Camila’s shoulders, laughing.

Camila pinched her nose. “Stop laughing! You and your mom left me at the police station last night. I haven’t even settled the score with you yet.

That was just to give you guys a chance, but alas, Connor is such a blockhead. He let you go even with such a perfect opportunity last night, Erica sighed.

“Stop making things up. He has no feelings for me.”

“No feelings? When he knew Marc slapped you, he was furious. He even talked to the chief of police to have your dad detained for fifteen days.” 

Erica didn’t believe in platonic relationships between men and women. The accident last night didn’t require Connor’s direct involvement, nor the need to involve the chief of police.

If Connor didn’t have feelings for Camila, she’d eat her hat.

“With your flair for exaggeration, you should be writing novels, not wasting your talents as a fashion editor. We really are just boss and subordinate.” 

“Which boss would go to the police station in the middle of the night to bail someone out? Camila, when will you see the light?”

“Alright, alright, if he ever pursues me, I’ll tell you first thing,” Camila said helplessly.

She felt that Connor’s care for her stemmed from their reckless one–night stand. Perhaps it was more about compensation.

Erica sighed.

“Believe it or not, if I called my supervisor, he’d let me stay in there overnight. If I disturbed him and his boyfriend on a beautiful weekend, he’d curse me to kingdom come.”

The three of them sat on the carpet, laughing heartily.

“Lily, why did you bring so much stuff?” Camila asked.

“I’ve been learning nail art lately. Once I sell the house, I plan to buy a small place and open a nail salon.” 

“So you plan to use me as a guinea pig today?”

“Smart! Don’t worry, I’ve mastered the basic styles.” 

“Fine, I volunteer as tribute for your nail art business,” Camila said as she stretched out her slender, fair hands, neatly manicured.

“I’ll pick a nude color that suits your job.”

Lily took out various nail art tools, focusing intently as she carefully filed and trimmed Camila’s nails.

It had been a long time since Camila had seen such a look of concentration on Lily’s face. For years after her marriage, Lily had

lived humbly, her days filled with endless chores, spending every penny under someone else’s scrutiny. Gradually, she lost her sense of

self–worth.

It’s divided into six sections, the central main house and four winged pavilions. The main house was Ray’s residence, the pavilions were the homes of Ray’s four children, and another building housed the servants.