My Mirror Image by Maybe Not (Candice And Alex’s)

Chapter 0352

After realizing this, Candice felt somewhat relieved, but she still felt somewhat unwilling to share a car with Alex.

Just as Candice was about to speak, Yondu urged her in a low voice, "Hurry and get in the car, everyone else has already left."

Candice said, "I'll take a taxi by myself. It's not convenient for me to be in the car when Mr. Elysian and Mr. Franklyn are discussing business."

As she spoke, Yondu had already opened the door to the front passenger seat. He asked her, "What did you just say? I didn't hear clearly. By the way, is it okay for you to sit in the front passenger seat? The back seat is all men, and it's not convenient for you, a girl."

Yondu was considerate in this regard.

Abel had already gotten into the back seat, and Alex stood not far away, reminding her in a cold tone. "Don't waste time."

"Candice, get in quickly. Don't feel embarrassed; I have some questions about Burning Star Studio that I'll ask you later."

Since Abel had mentioned that he had a close relationship with Hanley, Candice could only respond and silently sit in the front passenger seat.

However, this arrangement made things awkward for Yondu. Candice was in the front passenger seat, and in the back seat were Abel and Alex. Yondu couldn't squeeze in with them, and it wasn't possible to ask someone to give up their seat for him.

He scratched his head awkwardly. "Mr. Franklyn, I might have to take a taxi over. It's not very convenient for me to squeeze inside the car."

Seeing Candice about to get off, Abel said, "That's fine. You can go; it's on your way back to the office. Bring the materials I prepared, and I'll show them to Jared and Garett later."

Yondu agreed then quickly left.

Candice could only sit in the front passenger seat, treating herself as if she were invisible. She neither spoke nor listened to their conversation.

However, this state didn't last long as Abel started to talk to her, "Candice, Mr. Elysian just mentioned that Aether Corporation and Burning Star Studio are currently in a cooperation period. Why didn't you say anything?"

After a moment's pause, Candice replied, "Burning Star Studio and Aether Corporation are indeed collaborating, but my previous responsibilities at Aether Corporation mainly involved business coordination. I'm not very knowledgeable about the technical aspects, so I can't answer many of Mr. Elysian's professional questions." Owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

Alex's tone was faintly disdainful as he casually remarked, "If you don't understand professional matters, why did Hanley ask you to attend the summit?"

Candice answered, "I'm working hard to learn."

Alex snorted with a cold nasal sound, his meaning unclear.

Abel then asked Candice about some details of Burning Star Studio, and she answered each question. This time, Alex didn't interrupt.

Indeed, Alex was generous. He had booked a private room on the 21st floor of the Pearl Grand Hotel, offering a panoramic view of the entire riverbank at night.

Upon entering, Angela came over and complained as she glared at Alex, "Mr. Elysian, why did you just arrive?"

Alex responded calmly, "There was a traffic jam on the way."

Following Abel, Candice went to meet the other two, Jared and Garett. When it came time to eat, she voluntarily went to the other side, leaving the seats next to the three experts for others.

With someone treating everyone to dinner, everyone was in good spirits. Before long, they were all drinking, creating a lively atmosphere.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Angela poured quite a few glasses for Alex, and her intentions were clear to everyone.

No one exposed her, and everyone watched with amusement.

Candice, unfamiliar with these people, didn't drink much. Even when someone came over to toast her, she used her discomfort as an excuse to decline.

However, later on, Yondu approached her, encouraging her to pour a glass for the three teachers. "Be a bit smarter. Go and make yourself favorable. Even if you don't want to improve it for yourself, do it for Hanley and Burning Star Studio."

Candice knew he was right. Social situations often involved human relations and understanding. Even during her time at Aether Corporation, she didn't avoid such social interactions between meals.

She got up and walked toward those few experts, and Alex's seat happened to be next to Abel.

Candice lowered her eyebrows and poured some wine into Abel's glass. She sincerely said, "Mr. Franklyn, although Hanley didn't come today, he has always mentioned you to me. Hence, I offer

this glass to you."

Someone interrupted and asked, "If you want to propose a toast, why didn't you bring a wine glass?"

Candice calmly said, "Mr. Franklyn, I haven't been feeling well lately and can't drink. Please don't mind."

Abel didn't care much. He waved his hand. "I don't mind as long as you're sincere about it."

Candice went on to pour wine for Jared and Garett. She maintained a humble attitude, and no one bothered her.

But after this round, Abel reminded her, "Mr. Elysian is still here."

Candice looked at Alex. Many people had toasted him tonight, and he had consumed quite a bit of alcohol. The originally pale skin on his face now had a faint pink tint.

His deep black eyes reflected the sparkling lights which made his gaze softer than usual.

Normally, Alex wouldn't drink much unless it was necessary for socializing. However, he was in Solaris, and Aether Corporation was not firmly established here. Besides, there were several industry tycoons around, so he had to adjust his stance slightly.

Candice had just observed that he had hardly refused anyone who came to toast him.

She blinked, walked over to him, and bent down to pour him a glass of wine. However, Alex's hand blocked the mouth of the glass.

He raised his eyes and looked at her. Due to drinking, his voice was somewhat hoarse. "No more."

Candice watched him. When the previous person came, he hadn't refused.

However, considering his attitude toward her, she didn't insist. She nodded and turned back to her seat.

But it seemed that Alex had indeed drunk a bit too much that night. When it was time to disperse, he was still sitting there without getting up.

After saying goodbye to Abel and the others, Candice was about to leave. Unexpectedly, when passing by Alex, she heard his voice, hoarse and bitter, saying, "Candice."

Candice paused. She turned to look at him, who had straightened up at some point, supporting his forehead with one hand and half-squinting at her.

After a while, he stood up, and his face returned to its usual stern expression. He said, "Let's go back."