The Wrong Woman

In the morning, they visited the event site. The team was busy setting up and decorating, and the basic framework of the venue was almost complete.

After working there for a while, they had to head to the branch office for a meeting.

The meeting started at 11:00 am and went on until 1:00 pm.

Candice sat in the corner, her stomach growling and she yawned frequently. She rubbed her tired neck, swaying gently in her seat.

When her gaze inadvertently met Elio's, she immediately straightened up, adopting a posture of utmost attention, even holding her breath. Anxious waves crashed over her.

Candice worried that Elio might have noticed her small fidgeting actions and found it absurd. She mentally scolded herself for being so careless.

As the meeting carried on, Sean appeared suddenly and whispered in Candice's ear. "Ms. Candice, please come with me."

Swiftly gathering her notebook, Candice inquired cautiously, "Is something wrong?"

She had no choice but to follow

other into a lounge area. Candice was stunned to find a table laid out with lunch and juice, accompanied by a

the lounge chair. Mr. Hoffis will

asked, "Are Ms. Lloyd and the others having lunch as

them," Sean replied before

Candice savored her lunch, her mind inevitably drifted to thoughts of Elio. After finishing her meal, she rested for an hour. Upon awakening, she realized that

tedious data reports and strategic discussions acted as a lullaby, lulling Candice

flashing on screen. A smile tugged at her lips as she answered the call,

a whisper , her joyful expression gave away.

move she made, every smile

turned icy, anger spreading across

seemed that a chilly atmosphere settled over

Candice whispered, "Merv, what's