A One Night Stand With My Boss

Connor's small gesture unexpectedly caused a sensation back home, instantly trending on social media.

#Future Inc. Connor

#Entrepreneur with the looks of a movie star

#Charming Connor

[He's making our country proud! Way better than any celebrity!]

[Why chase celebrities? Go for Mr. Connor.]

[A true princely catch! Got material for my dreams tonight! LOL.]

[Is Mr. Connor inspecting his businesses? LOL.]

[LOL... Some folks are clueless. Do you even know who that Arab guy is? It’s Benrad! Worth billions! Not someone your Mr. Connor can match.] Content from NôvelDr(a)ma.Org.

[Enough already, the money Mr. Connor makes is enough for me to splurge, his face alone is worth billions. I’m drooling...]

[Seconded! Future Inc. is valued in billions, enough for me to spend for three lifetimes.]

[Heard Mr. Connor is single! Single! Single!]

[Is Future Inc. hiring? Is it still okay to send my resume now?]

[Did anyone notice how gorgeous his secretary is?]

[I noticed. Absolutely stunning!]

[Oh no, does Future Inc. prioritize looks when hiring?]

...

In Saudi Arabia.

After the inspection, Mr. Benrad was eager to invite Connor and his team for dinner to further deepen their friendship.

"Thank you so much for your kind offer, Mr. Benrad, but we have other commitments and wouldn't want to impose," Connor said with a smile, his tone effortlessly polite.

Camila translated by his side.

"If that's the case, I won't insist," Mr. Benrad replied with a smile. "However, should Mr. Connor find some free time, feel free to visit for leisure, and I will ensure you are well taken care of."

Connor nodded in thanks and shook hands with Mr. Benrad to bid farewell.

Camila and Connor then walked out of the mall, the local temperature still high, but a gentle breeze made it feel somewhat cooler.

"Mr. Connor, where to now?" Camila asked.

"First time in Saudi?" Connor inquired.

"Yes, my first time abroad," Camila said with a smile.

Connor looked around. "Let’s walk the streets and soak in the local culture," he suggested.

"And maybe find some suitable gifts to take back home," Camila added excitedly, nodding.

She walked with Connor through the bustling streets, immersed in the local customs.

The unique architectural style of Saudi, the street vendors selling various specialty products, and the air filled with the aroma of barbecued meats and spices all excited Camila. She enjoyed browsing the market, occasionally chatting with the vendors.

She had exchanged some money back home and was worried she could only shop for souvenirs at the airport, but fortunately, Connor was considerate enough.

"How much for this?" Camila picked up a delicate souvenir, curiously asking.

After calculating the exchange rate, she found the price acceptable.

"Does this look good?" Camila asked.

Connor smiled and nodded.

"Then I'll take a few of these," she decided on several items.

Connor chuckled, "How much?" pulling out his wallet to pay.

Camila gently stopped him, smiling, "I'll pay. I've exchanged money."

Connor couldn't persuade her otherwise.

They continued their walk to the old town. Camila gently touched the walls of the ancient city, feeling the rough, authentic texture under her fingertips.

She looked up at the castle, which, though lacking in elaborate decoration, exuded an ancient and mysterious aura. The sandy colors shone warmly under the sunlight, blending with the surrounding

desert, as if narrating stories from a thousand years ago.