My Mirror Image

Chapter 0089

They were certainly engaged in a high-stakes game. Candice had suffered a four-digit loss in that round. Alex paid without even batting an eyelid.

Her luck was not improving, and she continued to lose in subsequent rounds.

Following one game, Sieg tossed his cards and remarked to Alex, “She’s losing intentionally, isn’t she?”

Candice, on a losing streak and feeling downcast, reminded them, “I did say I’m not good at this.”

Stan, who was watching the game unfold and emerging as the night’s biggest winner, commented, “She’s losing, but Mr. Elysian is covering her losses. Why are you so worked up?”

His words made sense, yet Candice could not shake off a feeling of discomfort, sensing an underlying

implication in his statement.

After a brief pause, she got up from her seat.

At that moment, Alex took a seat beside her and casually requested, “Hand me the cards.”

The card shuffler had already prepared the next deck.

Stan asked, “Mr. Elysian, are you taking over the game?”

Alex responded, “She’s not playing well.”

In the presence of Alex’s distinct scent, Candice lowered her gaze and silently picked up the cards. She could

easily identify his cold and unmistakable presence amid the myriad of other scents.

Temporarily sidetracked, she only snapped back to attention when Alex took the cards from her, his fingers lightly brushing hers.

Perceiving her distracted state, he looked up nonchalantly, yet his words were stern. “If you lose again, it will be deducted from your paycheck.”

Candice frowned, but her entire attention was on the game.

Whether it was Alex’s skill or something else, from the moment he joined, Candice stopped losing. Their outcomes were mostly draws, with occasional wins.

On the other hand, Seig ended up being the biggest loser after losing to all three. His face grew dark as the night progressed.

Sensing it was time to wrap up, Stan pushed the cards aside and called it a night.

Candice and Alex had come in their own car.

Sieg, needing a lift back to the hotel, decided to join them.

Candice had been drinking earlier; Alex became the designated driver because he was sober.

but still not in top form, Candice hesitated before getting into the back seat,

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a halt and

word, drove with the car

ached when the chilly

outside halfway through the voyage, prompting them to

windows.

grumbled as soon as

chose to

to Candice with a disdainful tone and said, “Thinking you were being noble by drinking on behalf

She remained silent.

scoffed. “And taking drinks for Stan too, acting like you’re playing the role

Alex’s

neck to see the caller’s identity, then, with evident glee, nudged Candice’s shoulder and quipped, “Looks

a cold glare

Sonia,

friend’s comment, instructed

behind the wheel and could not answer

lowered her eyes and

directed, “Answer

to answer and

the phone down.

where

window,

“On

said hesitantly, then slowly revealed, “I’m in the wrong. I shouldn’t have lost

at the phone and, while stopped at a

you to return,” Sonia said, her voice filled with

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and gave a noncommittal

up

he asked, “Did you

was succinct.

wouldn’t be apologizing if there wasn’t a fight between

taking on the demeanor of a seasoned

have arguments. It’s part of a relationship, but you always reconcile in the end. She’s already saying sorry. You should

that Sieg had momentarily forgotten her

previous remark he made during a difficult

woman. What trouble

argued, or more

really yielded or pampered her. It was always she who eventually