The Wrong Woman

Once a girl reached adulthood, it was time for her to tie the knot.

As Candice reveled in her happiness, she remained unaware of her family's underlying concerns regarding her forthcoming marriage. Marrying Elio was far from a simple endeavor; it required the approval of his parents.

The next day, Elio assembled extravagant engagement gifts himself, emphasizing the significance.

In the living room, Sean diligently inspected the gifts until the door swung open unexpectedly. Michaela, accompanied by Josie, stepped inside.

"Good day, Mrs. Hoffis, Ms. Hudson," Sean greeted them respectfully.

Michaela's warm smile radiated as she asked, "Are these the engagement gifts for Josie?"

Sean wiped his forehead, stealing a glance toward the bedroom, silently hoping for Elio's timely arrival.

Approaching with an authoritative air, Michaela addressed Sean, "I'm asking you a question."

Nervously, Sean responded, "They're for Ms. Morrison."

Josie's expression dimmed slightly.

tone, Michaela directed,

hesitated and turned

"There's no need to look. I've instructed you to deliver them, so do it. Consulting Elio won't

invited Josie to sit beside her. "Josie,

offering a soft smile as she whispered to Michaela, "Mrs. Hoffis, these gifts were prepared by Leo for the Morrisons. Please,

sigh. "While I'm fond of the girl from the Morrison family, she's not

care for her in life. She doesn't

room, adjusting his cufflinks as he descended

voice, cold and calculated, cut through the room, "She provides me with emotional fulfillment. Simply being in her

the eye. Seeing him descend,

looked over, her attitude firm as she

turned to Sean, ignoring both Michaela

"All set."

into the

nodded respectfully. "Understood." With that, he began moving