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.

up if he was just going to ignore her. Determined not to let her thoughts run wild

there was no

Hoffis, why did you call me

document

gritted her teeth and clenched her fist in anger. "Elio Hoffis, why exactly

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

was deep and inscrutable as he watched

reaching out to take the

saw it was a permanent employment contract. She had

handling this personally? Wasn't

Gathering her courage, Candice

and said, "If my work performance is the issue, you don't have to consider my

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

was referring to director who had

a pen, removed the cap, and handed it to her. "Sign

After a moment's hesitation,