The Wrong Woman

Candice couldn't shake the memory of the breakfast Elio had prepared personally, a gentle warmth still lingering within her.

Mervyn scoffed, "Not only is he utterly useless, but he also wears that deadpan expression, like the world is against him or something. His face, all cold and sour!" Grumbling, Candice interjected, "Merv, can you stop criticizing him?"

"Are you bothered?" Mervyn inquired.

"No," Candice replied, her insincerity peeking through.

With a faint smile, Mervyn stated, "I can tell you're bothered. Give me your address, I'll come pick you up. I'll treat you to some delicious food and bring you around." "But I'm not done with work yet."

"What kind of nonsense job is this? Forget about it, I'll take care of you."

Candice smiled wryly and responded, "I can handle myself, thanks for the offer."

Before she could finish, the office door swung open, and Elio emerged, his expression sour.

Feeling flustered, Candice assumed Elio was upset because she'd left the meeting midway, disrespecting him and interrupting his work.

to go, I should go back to work." Candice quickly ended

you done? Can I leave "

Elio ignored Candice and

his morning kindness. After a moment of contemplation, she concluded that it must be

and left the company. Guided by Sean, she got into

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radiating an air of tension

Candice gazed quietly at the scenery outside. Shouldn't they be heading back to the hotel by

later, much to Candice's surprise, the car stopped in front

Candice asked, "Where

is the governor's home. He has invited Mr. Hoffis to

Puzzled and annoyed, Candice

"Why bring

busy, you could've at least told me so could find my

Sean fell silent.