The Wrong Woman

With a smile, Michaela suggested, "Why not follow Jasper's way of addressing us?"

Candice pouted and playfully said, "No, I prefer keeping it casual with your first names-Michaela, Tristan." Her voice was as sugary-sweet as honey, her smile as innocent as a cherub's.

Tristan felt a warm glow in him at her words. His grin stretched wider, and he blurted out, "Aw, you're so sweet."

Michaela's smile faded, her demeanor turning serious. She quickly changed the subject. "Leo mentioned you'd be staying with us for a bit. We're thrilled and already set up a room for you. Let me show you there."

Candice linked her arm with Michaela's, saying, "Thank you, Michaela."

Michaela sighed, feeling somewhat defeated. Despite her displeasure, Candice's sweet tone and contagious smile made it hard to resist.

Candice followed Michaela as they climbed the stairs to check out her room, only to find she wouldn't be sharing the room with Elio.

Michaela had deliberately set up her room to be as far away from Elio's as she could manage.

her why Elio seemed so spirited despite their lovemaking marathon last night. Now that they were staying at Hoffis

in the living room, Tristan strolled over to Elio and patted his

Elio

But your mother is considering your future. You and Candice come from different worlds." "So, what world does she come from?

with laughter and warmth. On the other

more than just a pleasant distraction like Candice. You need a weapon, someone who can help you climb to the

remained silent as he headed

sighed in resignation

Elio had always been introspective and seldom smiled since he was young. Tristan found it surprising that Elio had fallen for someone as light-hearted as

such affection felt more akin to

next evening, Elio was still occupied with an event, leaving Candice to head back to Hoffis Manor alone in the driver's car after wrapping

the couch. She listened attentively as Michaela and Josie dove into a serious discussion about the future development plans