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 work." Candice quickly ended

are you done? Can I leave " Candice's words were cut

stern gaze, Elio ignored

on earth was going on? She pondered, bewildered by Elio's sudden shift from his

company. Guided by Sean,

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remained silent, his face unreadable, radiating an air

gazed quietly at the scenery outside. Shouldn't

the car

out, Candice asked, "Where are

Candice, this is the governor's home.

Puzzled and annoyed, Candice

bring me

hotel first? If you were busy, you could've

Sean fell silent.