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Chapter 0064

Candice felt a sting in her lips and the slight taste of blood on her tongue, realizing she had hurt her own lips.

As Alex relaxed his hold, she instinctively turned her head away, causing her nightgown to slip and vaguely expose her collarbone and a large area of her skin. Alex smiled scornfully as he looked down and took in the scenery.

“What’s the matter?” He mocked, returning to his former nonchalant tone. “Are you upset because I didn’t acknowledge you as my other half?”

He let go of Candice and sat back down on the couch before she could answer, “When did I say that you were my girlfriend?” He asked blankly, “You’re giving yourself way too much credit.”

His statements made it apparent that he thought she was imagining things, and now she was reaping the consequences.

The abrupt ring of a phone shattered the silence,

Alex gave it a quick glance and picked up the call.

Candice, standing nearby, could faintly make out Sonia’s playful voice from the

other end.

His warm response to Sonia stood in stark contrast to his icy treatment of Candice.

This interaction led Candice to the painful realization that this man was capable of being gentle and considerate with other women but never with her.

Candice stood frozen until he called out her name.

She looked up and saw him still absorbed in his conversation, his brow wrinkled ever so slightly.

“She’s not here,” he nonchalantly stated. “I’m not sure.”

Not wanting to stay on and interrupt him after realizing he was chatting with Sonia, she moved across the room and opened the balcony door.

The day–to–night temperature changes in Stugan were particularly extreme.

When she left the room, the cold immediately engulfed her.

It was then that she received an unexpected call from Dean Schmidt, the head of

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was grave as he requested, “Ms. Renault, could you please

with concern, “What’s going on with my

talking about earning money. We’re worried he might

remained on the balcony, deep in

the late hour, she figured

to contact her mother, whom she

just ten, re–entered

an effort to reconnect, waiting for her daughter daily on her way to work with homemade

believe in her mother’s

gruff–voiced man answered the

with this as she asked,

at the mention of Yvonne’s name, asking disdainfully, “Why are you asking

he had stumbled into something, he erupted in anger, “That bitch bore a money pit and dares to

cursed and raved for a little longer before

Candice stood frozen on the balcony, lost in thought, until the cold breeze brought her back to reality.

next morning, she reached out

she felt a sense of

whether to advise her grandfather to stop financially

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poor health. If he found out that the money he was providing for Peach’s

finally broke it by asking, “What’s wrong?”

pinched the bridge of her nose, feeling conflicted and overwhelmed. After briefly hesitating, she

old man chuckled at her

touched on the topic, “Have you been giving money to Mom lately?”

from Joe before he confessed, “They’re facing difficulties; I’m

his good intentions, Candice chose not

that day, as she was heading to a meeting and took

her hesitation, Candice still stepped

off to the side, agitated by the

to work today,

her head, she