The Wrong Woman

In the morning, they visited the event site. The team was busy setting up and decorating, and the basic framework of the venue was almost complete.

After working there for a while, they had to head to the branch office for a meeting.

The meeting started at 11:00 am and went on until 1:00 pm.

Candice sat in the corner, her stomach growling and she yawned frequently. She rubbed her tired neck, swaying gently in her seat.

When her gaze inadvertently met Elio's, she immediately straightened up, adopting a posture of utmost attention, even holding her breath. Anxious waves crashed over her.

Candice worried that Elio might have noticed her small fidgeting actions and found it absurd. She mentally scolded herself for being so careless.

As the meeting carried on, Sean appeared suddenly and whispered in Candice's ear. "Ms. Candice, please come with me."

Swiftly gathering her notebook, Candice inquired cautiously, "Is something wrong?"

With a gesture, Sean beckoned her to follow. She had no choice but to follow him out.

Once outside the office, they walked one after the other into a lounge area. Candice was stunned to find a table laid out with lunch and juice, accompanied by a solitary bed.

rest on the lounge chair. Mr. Hoffis will come for you once

Candice asked, "Are Ms. Lloyd and the others

them," Sean replied before leaving the

for an hour. Upon awakening, she realized that Sadie and Emerson had already left. Strangely enough,

drone of tedious data reports and strategic discussions acted as a lullaby, lulling Candice into a

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tugged at her lips as she answered the call, muffling

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hunched down like a thief,

move she made, every smile

turned icy, anger spreading across his eyes, drawing his attention away from