The wrong Woman novel by Ginny Not Genie novel Chapter 964

Mervyn sneered, "What's the meaning of this? Why should you bring him along?"

"Because he's my fiancé," Candice replied firmly.

Mervyn snorted in response. "Well, things just got more intriguing!"

Candice sighed softly before saying, "I've already gone over everything. I'm quite swamped at the moment. Let's reschedule for another time."

Her suggestion to reschedule seemed more like a polite brush-off that was unlikely to happen. She set down her phone and headed into the walk-in closet.

Inside, Elio was busy adjusting his tie. Candice approached and gently took the tie from his hands, her fingers slightly clumsy as she carefully tied it for him.

Elio paused, his gentle eyes gazing intensely at her. His voice, though hoarse, carried a tender tone. "Did he have something urgent to discuss with you?"

Feeling a blush rise to her cheeks, Candice answered softly, "He invited me to dinner tonight."

A shadow flickered across Elio's eyes at her words.

Noticing the drastic change in his expression, Candice smiled reassuringly and added, "I declined."

Elio's face immediately brightened with a subtle smile. He cradled the back of her head and leaned in to kiss her lips. "I have a banquet tonight with some important political figures. I'll be back soon. Wait for me at home, and no dating with Mervyn."

The mention of dating made Candice feel slightly awkward. It dawned on her that Elio saw her relationship with Mervyn as complicated.

Rising onto her tiptoes, Candice returned his kiss and said, "I'll be waiting for you."

Elio's body tensed, his gaze lingering on her shy demeanor. Her initiative to kiss him stirred something deep within him. Unable to hold back, he pressed her against the large mirror, leaning in to kiss her.

Candice hadn't expected her simple peck to result in her being pinned against the mirror and kissed with such depth and passion. The intense kiss finally ended after she pushed him away several times. Had it continued, Elio might have been tempted to skip work and whisk her away to bed.

Elio politely shook hands with Philip and exchanged a friendly greeting.

"I've heard you're considering building the world's largest fantasy amusement park in Phoenicia," Fenna remarked with a faint smile.

"It's still under consideration," Elio responded, returning the smile.

He wasn't eager to invest. Rather, it was the officials who were pushing for his funding. They seemed unconcerned about the potential risks to Elio's finances. They aimed to make their governed regions flourish, focusing solely on superficial efforts.

Upon hearing Elio's hesitation, Philip couldn't help but launch into a lengthy spiel, painting a grand vision of the project and boasting about Phoenicia's promising development prospects.

Elio listened with unruffled calm as Philip spoke.

Meanwhile, Fenna excused herself to the dining table, where she picked up two glasses of wine. After glancing around to ensure no one was watching, she discreetly spiked one of the glasses.