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Chapter 0036

Candice paused briefly before asking, “You took that picture?”

“It was just an impulsive click,” he admitted, feeling a bit ashamed.

He knew it was an invasion of Candice’s privacy, especially after witnessing Alex escort her from the private room later that night. At the time of posting, he had not thought much of it.

But now, regret crept in after hearing negative gossip about Candice.

He awkwardly touched his ear and said, “I’m Marc Freeman. What I did wasn’t right. If you ever need anything, feel free to reach out to me.”

Candice stayed quiet, recalling that Marc was the one who had asked her to shut the door to the private room that evening.

Marc was visibly uncomfortable and apologized repeatedly before leaving.

Candice then turned to Jackson, who had been quiet, and asked, “Did you need something else?”

Jackson’s soft voice conveyed concern, “Are you alright? With everything that’s been happening…”

Candice cut him off before he could continue. “It hasn’t bothered me.”

Jackson observed her for a moment, a sense of helplessness in his gaze. He then asked, “Would you like to have dinner tonight?”

After spending some time in the reception area, Candice was about to head back to her office when Kayla came in hurriedly.

Kayla looked hesitant as she approached Candice, catching her breath before explaining. “There’s a disturbance in the secretary’s office. A client is causing a scene.”

Arriving at the scene, Candice discovered the client was a woman, furiously accusing a secretary of having an affair with her husband and branding her a homewrecker.

The secretary’s complexion turned visibly pale with the accusation.

Scowled. Candice stepped forward and interrupted, “Madam, please calm down. Let’s discuss this calmly.”

However, the client, engulfed in her fury, ignored Candice’s plea and shoved her.

The push, combined with Candice’s high heels, caused her to sprain her ankle and nearly fall but Jackson was quick to support her from

behind.

“Are you alright?” Jackson asked, helping her steady herself.

Candice carefully moved her ankle. She lowered her gaze and shook her head.

drew Alex’s attention.

the time he arrived, Candice had

to lead the client to the reception room.

intentionally, “Candice. I’ve noticed you’ve been upset lately. Call

Talk.”

though quiet, echoed in the silent office, leading everyone to speculate

The recent scandalous photo of her became the prime suspect for her distress. When that photo was brought up. Candice found herself the subject

the superior uses underhanded tactics to get where she is, what can we expect from the

speaker, then turned to

to decline, but Jackson insisted, “You’ve just sprained your ankle. It’s better to

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“How did you know about

Jackson advised.

as reaching for her bag, indicated her agreement with him.

Candice, holding her bag in one hand

other.

drawn

boss, waited impassively for him to say something.

dark gaze locked on her, questioning. “Did you

pushed,” Candice replied.

look, chose not to say anything more, and

observed Alex leaving. Her lips tightened as she relied on Jackson’s

treatment at the hospital that Candice realized why Alex had sought

social media about another Elysian family gathering that evening.

his stead. Setting aside her phone, Candice gazed at her swollen ankle, contemplating. Maybe Alex did think

not break any bones. She left the hospital after

pair of comfortable flat shoes before escorting her

touched the earth, it throbbed

on taking her home, despite her

and accidentally ran into Alex, who was just returning. He paused

door slightly ajar and gave

the tension, instinctively

while opening the door further, then

being too harsh

it difficult to define

Alex’s side for a longer period of time than any

and repeated, “Regardless, you shouldn’t be so harsh.”