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?"

follow. She had no choice

was stunned to find a table laid out with lunch and juice, accompanied by

can rest on the lounge chair.

"Are Ms. Lloyd and the others having lunch as

worry about them," Sean

awakening, she realized that Sadie and Emerson had already left. Strangely enough,

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

monotony. Hastily retrieving it, she saw Mervyn's name flashing on screen. A smile tugged at her lips as she answered the call,

was barely a whisper , her joyful expression gave away. She hunched

she made, every smile and

impassive demeanor turned icy, anger spreading across his eyes,

chilly atmosphere settled over the room. The others in the meeting remained clueless as to what

Candice