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 know Candice was

offered her the funds to start her own business, but she refused. I even

but she wasn't interested. She

Candice shouldn't be working at all. We can easily support her without her

he

eyes turned to

an elegant, off-white evening gown

Jasper to bring Candice

us to join them,"

smiled sweetly at her

a tray of wine accidentally bumped into Candice, spilling red wine all

in time, her gown stained with wine. She

He stormed over and grabbed the waiter by the

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

"I think you did