The Wrong Woman

Chapter 908

Candice's emotions swirled as she anxiously muttered, "It's me."

Elio's breathing grew heavy. Overcome with nerves, he found himself speechless for a long moment. Unsure of why Candice had called, he waited for her to continue.

"Are you... free?" Candice asked timidly, her voice barely above a whisper.

"Yes, I'm free," Elio replied immediately.

"Could we meet and talk in person?"

"Of course," Elio responded without hesitation. He then added, "Where should we meet? I can come to pick you up."

Candice paused to think. Realizing that everywhere was crowded and they risked being seen, she decided on a safer approach. "You don't have to pick me up. I'll come to your place instead. I'll be there in half an hour."

"Alright," Elio replied.

Once she hung up, Candice rose to her feet, put on a mask, and stepped out of the public restroom.

en route to the airport. After ending the call, he firmly instructed, "Turn around and head

is about

going home immediately,"

to argue further, especially after overhearing that the call was

event was negotiable-it could be canceled, postponed, or even skipped. However, missing any chance to see Candice was

headed

Villa. As she reached for the doorbell, the door

stood there, already anticipating her arrival. He greeted her respectfully, "Hello, Ms. Morrison.

swiftly before making her way into the villa.

Elio, clad in a crisp white shirt and sleek black trousers, exuding elegance

off a flurry of nerves. It felt as though a wild rabbit was living in

when she was about three feet away from Elio. She struggled to find the right words to begin their conversation. Elio's voice

she brushed past

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