My Mirror Image

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.

Candice had managed to calm the

lead the client to the reception

walked past Candice, she whispered, perhaps intentionally, “Candice. I’ve noticed

Talk.”

in the silent office, leading everyone to

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

confidence, someone mumbled. “Like leaders, like followers. If the superior uses underhanded tactics to get where she is, what can we expect from the rest?”

disapprovingly at the speaker, then turned to Candice in concem, “Should we

just sprained your ankle. It’s better to have it checked.”

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you know about the sprain?”

and measured tone, Jackson advised.

but her actions, such as reaching

Candice, holding her bag in one hand and supporting her with

other.

attention drawn to

impassively for

her, questioning. “Did you just

was pushed,”

chose not to say anything more, and

observed Alex leaving. Her lips tightened as she relied

the hospital that Candice realized why Alex had sought her out

about another Elysian family gathering

in his stead. Setting aside her phone, Candice gazed at her swollen

not break any bones. She left the hospital after

had stepped out to buy her a pair of comfortable flat shoes before escorting her home.

her foot touched the earth, it throbbed with anguish.

insisted on taking her home,

door and accidentally ran into Alex, who was

door slightly ajar and gave a significant

the tension, instinctively

the door further, then asked, “Didn’t

harsh on her.

hesitated, finding it difficult to define Alex’s

period of time than any other woman, it appeared

shook his head and repeated, “Regardless,