The Wrong Woman

"Who are you?" Candice asked.

The man replied respectfully, "I'm Sean Lowe, the CEO's assistant."

Candice nodded in greeting. "Nice to meet you, Mr. Lowe."

"Ms. Candice, please come in," Sean said, opening the door for her.

Candice hesitated for a few seconds, wondering why they had questioned the waiter who had accidentally dirtied her evening gown. It was such a minor incident, and even if it was intentional, it didn't really bother her.

She stepped into the office. It was spacious, bright, and elegantly decorated. In front of the window walls stood a clean, impressive desk. The handsome man behind it, dressed in a sleek black suit, exuded charm as he worked intently.

As soon as she saw him, Candice felt inexplicably nervous, her heart pounding erratically. Taking a deep breath, she pondered how to address him. Calling him "uncle" was out of the question. "Mr. Hoffis, you wanted to see me?" Candice approached politely.

Elio was momentarily stunned. He barely glanced up and continued to peruse his documents without acknowledging her.

his handsome profile, she nearly trembled with anxiety. She wondered why he called her up if he was just

was

"Mr. Hoffis, why did

document

clenched her fist in anger. "Elio Hoffis, why

suppressing a smirk, pulled out a document and handed it to her. Candice hesitated, noting his reaction and the document he handed over. Sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ ꜰindNʘvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early

and inscrutable

reaching

permanent employment contract. She had anticipated this outcome, knowing her cousins' influence would ensure

handling this

Gathering her courage, Candice

said, "If my work performance is the issue, you don't have to consider my cousin's words. I don't want to rely on

steady voice, Elio replied, "It's not your performance. The person

he was referring to director who had just packed

cap, and handed

After a moment's hesitation,