Ever since Mr. Morris started working at the institute, he'd pretty much gone off the grid.
Apart from keeping in touch with Camila Davis, he barely spoke to anyone on the outside.
It made sense, really. The project he was working on was so top secret, it felt like every move he made was under a microscope. Even when it came to talking to his own protégé, he kept things distant.
Camila understood, though that didn’t make it any easier to swallow.
And as for Dennis Williams, she’d been deliberately keeping her distance there too—just like she’d planned before she came back.
Even little Lillian had been calling Dennis less and less, thanks to Camila gently intercepting her attempts.
Of course, Lillian wasn’t happy about it. Every time she started to fuss, Camila would kneel down, gather her into her arms, and say, “Sweetheart, Daddy’s busy at work. We can’t call him right now, okay? When he’s finished, he’ll call you back. I promise.”
Lillian would nod, but her little face always fell, and her mood would stay glum for the rest of the day.
Word of this even reached Walter Wilson.
He didn’t know exactly what had happened, but he figured it might be a good opportunity for him.
So, one Friday afternoon, he suggested to Camila, “You know, I think Lillian just needs some company. That’s probably why she misses Dennis so much. I’ve got some free time lately—how about I tag along with you and Lillian on the weekends? Maybe we can take her to the park or out for ice cream or something?”
Camila recognized his good intentions, but she still shook her head.
But Walter Wilson wasn’t one to give up so easily. He started popping by the institute more often, always managing to join Camila for lunch or coffee breaks. After a few days of this, Camila couldn’t help but ask, “Doesn’t Wilson Group keep you swamped? How come you’re suddenly free to hang around here all the time?”
Walter just grinned. “Eh, not really. My dad’s back from his Florida vacation, so I handed off a bunch of my projects to him. Plus, I wanted to rethink some of our joint ventures.”
The truth was, Walter had told his dad he wanted some space to, well, pursue someone. If he could have a few months’ breathing room, maybe he’d finally bring home a daughter-in-law.
His parents were over the moon—finally, their son was taking relationships seriously. Mr. Wilson Sr. just waved a hand and gave him three months off, no questions asked.
Camila, though, wasn’t buying it. “Rethink our joint ventures? Things are going pretty well as is. The new team’s working together great, and productivity’s never been higher. What exactly do you want to change?”

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