The Wrong Woman

Josie couldn't grasp Candice's rationale. "But why?" she countered.

Candice remained composed as she explained, "Firstly, those items were gifted to you, so they rightfully belong to you.

"Secondly, aside from their monetary value, those possessions don't have a practical use. They need to be preserved and passed down to the next generation. Ultimately, they're not something I can rightfully claim.

"Thirdly, Elio has already given me plenty of jewelry during our engagement, which I can pass down to future generations."

Josie took a deep breath, feeling as though she were on the brink of losing her sanity.

It all felt completely absurd.

She was left dumbfounded, utterly bewildered by Candice's innocent and straightforward outlook on life.

Still, Josie's intrigue regarding Elio's feelings toward Candice persisted, especially given Candice's perceived naivety.

Despite Josie's best efforts to manipulate Candice, she found herself increasingly frustrated by her inability to sway her.

However, upon further reflection, Josie's perspective began to shift.

It could be precisely because Elio's mind was consistently engaged with the complexities and strategies of the business world, where he often had to be sharp and relentless.

This might explain why he found Candice's simplicity so attractive.

"Are you absolutely

should consult my mother," Elio replied

briskly. "Alright, then. That settles it," she replied, her tone

her words tapered off, Josie stood up abruptly and grabbed her bag. "I suppose I should be on

turned on her

couldn't help but wonder if Elio would follow her out. However, upon glancing back, she saw Elio leaning in close to Candice, engrossed in their own private conversation. They seemed entirely wrapped up

door slightly ajar, Sean stood nearby, bidding

breath, Josie finally made her exit, a simmering resentment bubbling within

stepped into the elevator, her face flushed with anger. She swiftly retrieved her phone and dialed

Soon, the call connected.

frustration, "Aunt Fenna,

office, Candice blinked nervously, watching as Elio leaned in closer. Swallowing hard, she asked,

lips curved slightly as he replied, "You obviously care,

widened.

smile

are calculated. I can't allow myself

so?" Elio

and persistently brought up your personal matters. I purposely avoided engaging because I knew it would

jewelry, she wouldn't have gone through the trouble of