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

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and turned

with the car windows

ached when the chilly breeze blew

shower outside halfway through the voyage, prompting them

windows.

stinks,” Sieg grumbled as soon as the window was

but chose to ignore him, but

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

She remained silent.

for Stan too, acting like you’re playing the

that moment, Alex’s phone began

the caller’s identity, then, with evident glee, nudged

a cold glare and

and Sonia,

comment, instructed Candice,

behind the wheel and

and silently

then directed, “Answer

tapped the screen to answer and

the phone down.

came through, asking, “Lex, where

looked out the window, her lips

replied, “On my

“I’m in the

at a traffic light, simply suggested,

you to return,” Sonia said, her

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objecting and gave a noncommittal

hung up the

he asked, “Did you

was

wasn’t a fight between

and taking on the demeanor

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

sensed that Sieg had momentarily forgotten her presence in

remembered a previous remark he made during a difficult phase between her and

“It’s just a woman.

argued, or more specifically, when she gave him the silent

yielded or pampered her. It was always she