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.

innocently, "I didn't even know Candice was working for

even suggested she take the role of vice president at my company, but she

career, but she wasn't interested. She insisted on

my opinion, Candice shouldn't be working at all. We can easily

laugh as he

eyes turned to the

in an elegant, off-white evening

Jasper to bring Candice to

Taylor wants us to

smiled sweetly

in uniform carrying a tray of wine accidentally bumped into Candice, spilling red wine all over her gown. The commotion

gown

He stormed over and grabbed the waiter

Morrison. I didn't stammered, trembling in fear. It was

his teeth. "I think