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Chapter 0092

Alex came to a halt in the middle of his stride, shooting a frigid gaze at Greg Munoz’s way.

Greg, taken aback, queried, “What’s with that look?”

Alex, with a detached tone, suggested, “Let’s head to the hospital wing.”

He shifted his attention away from Greg and toward Candice. His eyes briefly flickered with curiosity as he

asked, “Did you just fly in today?”

Candice, clutching her bag, tensed up at his question.

“I got here last night,” she replied.

Alex scoffed. “You seem anxious.”

Candice momentarily averted her gaze, composing herself before calmly asking, “What brings you here?”

She appeared serene on the outside, but she was in turmoil on the inside.

The unexpected run–in with Alex in Noxville, coupled with him possibly overhearing her exchange with Yvonne,

left her uneasy.

She disliked the feeling of being transparent to him.

All this time, she only introduced Alex to Joe and hardly mentioned her parents.

This led to initial disapproval from Helen, who had critiqued Candice’s family background and upbringing.

“What? Lex, do you know her?” Greg noticed the tension and took a step closer, looking inquisitively at

Candice.

Alex confirmed with a nod. “She’s a company employee.”

Candice gripped her bag strap tighter, pressing on, “I thought you were in a rush to return to Dorrington. What are you doing in Noxville?”

She looked awful, her lack of makeup today accentuating the colorlessness of her lips.

“Lex is here visiting my dad,” Greg quickly interjected, giving Candice a genuine smile.

“You work for Aether Corporation, huh? Are you suddenly nervous about seeing your employer here?”

heart pounding and words lodged in her throat, leaving her unable to express herself.

“Candy!”

her in a panic,

head. Could it be serious? We

felt overwhelmed by Yvonne’s loud voice, her vision blurring.

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repeatedly, Candice felt as though

struggled to stand and leaned slightly to

to steady herself, she hoarsely told Yvonne,

retorted, concerned, “But that money

was suffocating once more when she looked at Yvonne. Her already pallid complexion suggested

intently, his furrowed brows and icy demeanor startling Greg and

commanded, scarcely moving his lips.

his concern, but Alex cut her off. “Do you need me

and pale, Candice was inclined to

me for work.

merely shook her head, insisting weakly,

His tone left no room for debate, declaring, “I don’t want to repeat

the registration desk, patiently awaiting her turn in the waiting area.

“Candy…”

approached cautiously,

was clear about what she desired. Her mother

head, Candice massaged her brows, about

“Rest here. I’ll accompany your mom and

to decline.

Greg’s

in her seat, her facial

alerted her to

your friend for the

wave. “That’s a

Candice’s unease. She inhaled deeply,

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discomfort, asked casually, “Struggling

palm and

persisted nonchalantly, “Is that

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clear that he

pursed her Ups,

number was called, and she stood to enter the consulting room.