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.

eventually drew Alex’s

Candice had managed to calm the client down.

to lead the client

Candice, she whispered, perhaps intentionally, “Candice. I’ve noticed you’ve been upset lately.

Talk.”

office, leading everyone to speculate about Candice’s

source of Candice’s worry lately? The recent scandalous photo of her became the prime suspect for her distress. When that photo

leaders, like followers. If the superior uses underhanded tactics to get where she

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

insisted, “You’ve just sprained your ankle. It’s better

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did you

gentle and measured tone, Jackson advised.

remained silent, but her actions, such as reaching for her bag, indicated her

and noticed Jackson assisting Candice,

other.

drawn to Candice’s right ankle.

waited impassively

locked on her, questioning. “Did you

was pushed,” Candice

not to

she relied on Jackson’s support to head to

not until after she received treatment at the hospital that Candice

media about another Elysian family gathering that

with his family, typically avoided these events, with Candice often attending in his stead. Setting aside her phone, Candice gazed at her

break any bones. She

pair of comfortable flat shoes before escorting

touched the earth, it throbbed with

on taking her home, despite her

accidentally ran into Alex,

slightly ajar and gave a significant

sensing the tension, instinctively clarified, “Candy’s hurt.”

briefly while opening the door further, then asked, “Didn’t you take her

harsh on

to define Alex’s

than any other woman, it appeared that he had never truly acknowledged

repeated, “Regardless, you shouldn’t