45. 3 Month Salary

Camilla sat slumped at her desk, her eyes heavy with fatigue. The room was silent, save for the gentle ticking of the clock on the wall. She had spent the entire day at Kairav's internal company meeting, diligently jotting down minutes and capturing every important detail. But his mind was filled with confusion. The meeting had been filled with endless jargon and technical terms that seemed to dance around his understanding.

As he stared at the pile of papers before him, he felt overwhelmed. How could she make sense of it all? How could he accurately record information that he barely understood himself?

Just as despair began to set in, a gentle breeze blew through the open window, bringing with it the faint scent of lavender and thyme. Camilla's gaze shifted toward the source of the breeze, and her eyes widened in astonishment.

It turned out that the scent came from Kairav's perfume passing in front of his desk. 'Oh my! Since when did you realize and like the perfume that the CEO was