The Wrong Woman

The waiter stood still, his eyes betraying a hint of guilt.

Michaela and Tristan approached, showing concern for Candice.

Candice, who always addressed them as her grandparents like Jasper, quickly apologized, "Grandpa, Grandma, I'm sorry for interrupting your guests."

"It's alright, dear. Go and change your clothes quickly."

Candice nodded, about to leave, but not before pleading, "The waiter didn't do it on purpose, please don't blame him."

The elders sighed, nodding with a smile.

They couldn't help but admire her for being such a kind and sensible girl, yet so innocent that she couldn't see the darkness in people's hearts.

Other guests began whispering to each other.

"Who is she? A minor incident has grabbed the attention of all the men in the entire Morrison family, even the two elders from the Hoffis family are showing such concern."

"She's Gary's granddaughter, the treasured gem of the Morrison family."

"She's not your average person. Her mother is a famous romance novelist, her father is a chief police officer.

industry. Her fifth uncle

previous life to be lucky

"Haha!"

hall, through the corridor, and encountered a man

Her steps halted abruptly.

impeccably tailored designer suit, exuding elegance and charm. His face, handsome and aloof, showed no expression as he looked at Candice, noticing

skipped a

feel pinned down and unable to move as she faced

stood a woman of alluring grace, Josie Wallace, who was probably his

heart-wrenching with discomfort as she politely greeted, "Uncle Elio, Josie,

worried expression as she inquired, "Candice, what happened to

softened as

a waiter holding a

quickly responded, "Then you should go

politely, lowering her head as she passed by the

Josie