My Mirror Image by Maybe Not (Candice And Alex’s) novel Chapter 131

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Candice remained silent in the face of Sieg’s mockery. 

The interior of the car was dark. She found solace in looking out the window. 

Meanwhile, Sieg also fell silent as he reclined in his seat, engrossed in his phone, typing away, and occasionally chuckling to himself. 

Out of the blue, he casually requested, “Lex, could you drop me at Times Square? I’ve got stuff to do.” 

Alex glanced at him in the rearview mirror. He half–jokingly queried, “Am I your chauffeur now?” 

“Hardly, I’m meeting a girl,” Sieg replied, playing the voice message from the internet celebrity he was meeting. 

The voice on the phone cooed, “Sieg, when will you get here?” 

Everyone knew about Sieg’s flirtatious nature. 

Alex came to a complete stop at the next intersection and offered a warning, “Don’t end up in a mess like Bailey Dixon.” 

“Would I be that careless?” Sieg said before he got out of the car. 

The chilly wind and rain pounded Candice’s face in the brief moment the door was open. She recognized the person Alex was referring to. 

Bailey was a notorious playboy in their circle, known for his escapades with young models. 

One of his internet celebrity girlfriends had just become pregnant and made a big deal about marrying him. Because Bailey had been unwilling, the girl had attempted to commit suicide. Bailey’s family had been compelled to marry the two off as a result of the controversy. 

As the car moved off again, Candice looked towards the front seat and noted that Alex’s profile appeared icy even in the dim light. She averted her gaze hastily. 

“Candice,” Sonia said abruptly, breaking the silence. 

Candice looked at her. She couldn’t make out Sonia’s expression in the dim light, only a blurry figure. 

Sonia hesitated, then ventured, “I want to ask you something, though I’m unsure if I should.” 

Her voice conveyed a mix of genuine concern and naivety. 

Candice paused briefly, then prompted, “Yes?” 

“Are you seeing Mr. Baldwin or Mr. Shyan? Just curious,” Sonia probed. She turned toward Candice and 

quickly added, “No offense intended. If you’d rather not answer, that’s fine.” 

Given Sonia’s tactful approach, Candice felt compelled to respond, unless her situation involved both Hanley and Jackson. 

Candice blinked and spoke quietly, “Why would asking that be offensive? My dating life 

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isn’t a matter I need to report to the company. It’s private.” 

She spoke with a certain assertiveness. 

Sonia attempted a smile, but it seemed strained. “I was just thinking, as friends…” 

“We’re merely colleagues, nothing beyond that,” Candice clarified, effectively ending the conversation. 

Sonia’s smile froze with Candice’s final sentence, she softly apologized, “Sorry.” 

Candice remained silent, redirecting her attention to the window. 

Outside, a light rain persisted, and the streets were nearly empty. 

Candice had anticipated that Alex would head straight to their neighborhood, considering the rain and the distance from the northern part of the city, particularly since Sonia was now officially his girlfriend. 

She was taken aback when Alex took a route to drop Sonia off at her apartment first. 

Sonia also appeared surprised. She blinked, then spoke softly to Alex. “It’s still raining, drive carefully on your way home.” 

Alex acknowledged her with a hum and handed her an umbrella from the storage compartment, advising, “Go slowly on your way back, your dad’s at home and will be worried.” 

Her initial reluctance vanished upon hearing this. 

She had been slightly upset with Alex for merely dropping her off in the heavy rain instead of bringing her to 

his place. 

Now she realized Alex was being considerate of her father, who was home alone. 

He had been staying with her following surgery, while her mom was away attending to other family 

commitments. 

Feeling grateful for his thoughtfulness, Sonia smiled, leaned in quickly, gave Alex a peck on the cheek, and said coyly, “Lex, how can you be so kind?” 

“Rest well at home, you’re still healing.” His voice was deep and resonant. 

Sitting in the back, Candice listened to their affectionate exchange with detachment. She glanced at the clock. 

It was 1 a.m. 

After a few more tender moments, Sonia left reluctantly. 

The mood cooled immediately following her departure. 

With little to converse about, especially given the lengthy drive from the northern part of the city to their southern neighborhood, the two opted for silence. 

Candice chose to rest, closing her eyes. 

The car windows were tightly closed, muffling the outside rain. 

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In the stillness, Candice distinctly heard Alex’s snort. She slightly opened her eyes, realizing the car had stopped at a red light at a crosswalk. 

After a brief period of consideration, she offered, “If you’re tired, I can take over driving.”