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.

"I didn't even know Candice

but she refused. I even suggested she take the role of vice

her acting career, but she wasn't interested. She

be working at all. We can easily support her without her having to

he looked toward the entrance. "Candice is

turned

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

over, signaling Jasper

us to join them,"

sweetly at her

tray of wine accidentally bumped into Candice, spilling red wine all over her gown. The

Candice couldn't react in time, her gown stained

steadied her, his face darkening with anger. He stormed over and

sorry, Ms. Candice Morrison Jasper Morrison. I didn't

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