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.

even know Candice

business, but she refused. I even suggested she

planned to 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 your

We can easily support her without her

laugh as he looked toward the

turned to

Jasper, dressed in an elegant, off-white evening gown

waved them over, signaling Jasper

us to join them," Jasper

smiled sweetly

Candice, spilling red

time, her gown stained with wine. She stepped back and collided

darkening with anger. He stormed over and grabbed the waiter by the

sorry, Ms. Candice Morrison Jasper Morrison. I didn't stammered, trembling in fear.

his teeth. "I think you