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.

lunch, you can rest on the lounge chair. Mr. Hoffis will come for you once he's done,"

Ms. Lloyd and the others having lunch

about them," Sean replied

drifted to thoughts of Elio. After finishing her meal, she rested for an hour. Upon awakening, she realized that Sadie and Emerson had already left. Strangely enough, Candice found herself instructed to stay by Elio's side. He was engrossed in an

and strategic discussions acted as a lullaby, lulling Candice into a state

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then, her phone vibrated in her pocket, breaking the monotony. Hastily retrieving

flashing on

screen.

smile tugged at her lips as she answered the call,

her voice

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hunched down like a thief, sneaking toward the

made, every smile and frown, was noticed by

spreading across his eyes, drawing