My Mirror Image

Chapter 0063

The unexpected encounter took Hanley by surprise. Raising his eyebrows, he approached her and inquired, “You seem quite taken with artistic planning, don’t you?”

Responding with a smile, Candice remarked, “It’s quite the coincidence running into you here.”

Hanley, maintaining his cool demeanor, clarified, “It’s not so much a coincidence. I’m overseeing this exhibition.”

He gestured toward the painting behind Candice and explained, “Today marks the opening of the exhibition, and you happen to be the first guest. We have to close the gallery, though. I need to make some adjustments to the positioning of this artwork.”

Candice looked at the indicated painting but could not identify any issues. Curious, she asked, “What adjustments are necessary?”

“The lighting,” Hanley glanced at her. “Different lighting can evoke varied emotions from the artwork.”

Candice, intrigued by this concept, repeated thoughtfully, “So, even objects can embody emotions?”

Not wanting to interfere with Hanley’s task, she decided to leave.

However, Hanley stopped her, saying, “Hey, you can keep exploring. I just need to adjust this particular piece.”

She took another round inside.

As Candice made another round through the gallery, Hanley was done with the alterations.

She discovered that the painting indeed felt different from before. The shift was slight yet evident–a very subtle sensation.

Exiting the exhibition hall around 7 p.m., night had already enveloped the sky.

She checked her phone, finding no messages from Alex. Apparently, her employer did not care where she went. She tucked her phone back into her bag. “Do you live nearby? I can give you a lift,” Hanley said, interrupting her daze.

Candice politely declined, “No, thank you. I’ll just hail a cab.”

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Hanley noted, “Cabs are hard to come by in this area at this hour.”

He insisted on driving Candice back to the hotel.

Upon arriving, Candice recalled her unfulfilled promise to take him out to supper, but he had to be elsewhere.

time,” she

stepped out of the car, she

was surprised to see Candice. An icy comment followed, “Ms. Renault, it was

a cold look before continuing on his way.

momentarily frozen, only returning to her senses when Hanley’s soft voice called

promptly apologized in hushed

still gripping the steering wheel, glanced at Candice with a furrowed brow and offered, “If you ever need anything, don’t hesitate to call me. Jackson asked me to keep an

request, she gratefully declined and

find

her arrival and emotionlessly instructed, “Open the door.”

Candice quietly obeyed.

to enter

broke the ice,

cold and piercing eyes met hers as he questioned her sharply, “Have I been too soft

in his tone and the icy

want to resign? Can you afford the breach of contract fee?” Alex

responded hoarsely, “I know.”

out if you can’t

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her

the cost of breaching her contract, obliging her

respond to him. After all, if Alex thought she was acting out, she

when the conversation concluded. She

leave.

began to unbutton his shirt, showing no

to urge him to leave due to the recent reminder about the violation

hoping Alex had left by the time she emerged from

was still there when she

hair was damp and unkempt as she wrapped it

and casually asked, “Have you slept with anyone else

taken aback, “What

a few individuals, “Jackson, Marc, or the man who drove you back today.

with any of them?”

by his accusations, as if

pressed on emotionlessly, “Answer

asked in a shaking voice,