The Wrong Woman

"Why aren't you going? The whole family will be there," Jasper said as he started the car and drove off.

Candice remained silent.

Jasper continued, coaxing softly, "Candice, how about we get your makeup done and find a lovely evening gown? Just come along to the banquet with me, alright?"

Candice, with her naturally gentle disposition, found it difficult to resist her brother's request. She nodded in acquiescence.

The opulent Hoffis Manor gleamed with grandeur. Crystal chandeliers cast a radiant glow over the expansive ballroom, exuding an aura of luxury and sophistication. Soft, melodic music filled the air, mingling with the chatter and laughter of the elite guests.

Being the richest family in Norvania, the Hoffis family's banquet was attended predominantly by aristocrats and dignitaries.

The entire Morrison family was present.

Candice's uncles were huddled together, complaining to Tristan.

"What spell did you cast on Candice that she insisted on working for your company?" Duke grumbled.

laughed innocently, "I didn't even

start her own business, but she refused. I even suggested she take the role of vice president at my

make a few blockbuster movies to kick-start her acting career, but she wasn't interested. She insisted on joining ND Group as a designer and working for

all. We can easily support

couldn't help but laugh as he looked toward the

eyes turned

walked in with Jasper, dressed in an elegant, off-white evening

them over, signaling Jasper to bring Candice to

to

smiled sweetly at her

tray of wine accidentally bumped into Candice, spilling red wine

her gown stained with

steadied her, his face darkening with anger. He

didn't stammered, trembling in

gritted his teeth. "I think you did it