88On the way back to New York in Alejandro’s private jet, Camila and Alejandro barely spoke. Alejandro was absorbed in call after call, and Camila chose silence, still upset over what had happened earlier.“We’ve arrived, boss,” the pilot informed them.Alejandro stepped off the plane, where two cars awaited.“Peter will take you home. If you need anything, just let the maids know,” he said, not sparing Camila a glance before getting into the second car and driving off.“Welcome back, ma’am! You’re glowing. I hope you enjoyed your holiday,” Peter said with a smile, helping her with the car door.“Thank you,” Camila replied, trying to cheer up, though she was still hurt by Alejandro’s coldness.The drive home was quiet. The maids welcomed her, and she answered politely.“Ma’am, dinner is ready,” Lucy informed her, knocking on her door.“I’m not hungry. Just cover it up and wait till Alejandro returns,” Camila replied, and Lucy nodded, leaving her alone.Camila sighed, lying on her bed
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