My Mirror Image by Maybe Not (Candice And Alex’s) novel Chapter 132

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Candice was caught up with the property staff when Alex’s voice interrupted. 

“The water pipe upstairs burst,” the staff explained, “and we need to check her apartment.” 

Alex looked at Candice, who appeared frustrated, as she assured them. “I’ve already inspected. Everything’s fine here.” 

“We’re worried about your safety,” the property staff persisted. 

Feeling hesitant to allow strangers in at such a late hour, Candice was on the verge of declining once more when Alex nonchalantly agreed, approaching to enter himself. 

Irritated at being disturbed in the middle of the night, she asked, “What are you doing?” 

Alex responded calmly, reminding her, “You do recall who’s the owner of this apartment, right?” 

Candice’s face hardened, as did her grip on the door frame. 

Alex had purchased the apartment for her when she first joined the firm. She mistakenly assumed at the time that her lover simply desired to spend more time with her each day. 

With a heavy heart and a somber expression, she stepped aside, allowing Alex to enter. 

Feeling a breeze from the doorway, she realized the apartment was in Alex’s name, leaving her potentially homeless if he chose to reclaim it. 

The property team left after performing a quick check, and Alex followed them. 

He looked back at Candice, taunting, “Good to see you’re at least aware of safety concerns.” 

Candice silently watched him leave, then retreated into her apartment. 

Sleep escaped her after she returned to her room. 

She found herself browsing through a housing app, scanning rental options in Dorrington City, where finding a good apartment was challenging. 

Annoyed, she set aside her phone. Lying in bed, eyes shut, she attempted to settle her turbulent thoughts. 

Yet, sleep remained elusive that night. 

A phone call woke Candice up the following morning. 

“Did I disturb your rest?” Hanley’s rich and deep voice spoke over the phone. 

Noticing it was 8 a.m., Candice responded while massaging her forehead, “No, what do you need?” 

“I have a favor to ask. Could you fetch something for me urgently?” 

Hanley wouldn’t have requested this of Candice unless absolutely necessary. 

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“Of course, what is it?” she inquired. 

“It’s a document that needs stamping and then to be sent to me.” Hanley explained. “Jackson has it, but he’s busy today, so I’m turning to you.” 

Knowing Hanley’s nature, Candice said, “Tim on your team, no need for formalities.” 

Hanley briefed her on the document, stressing the need for careful verification before stamping. 

Candice inquired about the stamping details and location and then hung up. Hanley’s assignment helped her feel more at ease after the previous night. 

She dressed up and exited her apartment. 

When Candice called Jackson, he was already en route to a neighboring administrative district. He directed her to retrieve some papers from his home which he had left in his study. 

It was Candice’s first visit to Jackson’s home. She got there around ten in the morning. 

Jackson shared his mother’s kind and soft eyes. Jasmine was there to let her in. 

Unexpectedly. Helen was there too. She was surprised to see Candice and questioned sharply. 

“Why are you here?” 

Unprepared for Helen’s presence, Candice clarified. “I’ve come to collect some documents for a friend.” 

Jasmine nodded. “Jake told me. You’re here for Hanley’s documents, correct?” 

“Yes, they’re needed urgently. My apologies for any inconvenience.” Candice responded. 

Jasmine, a professor, exhibited a serene and respectable presence, conversing gently with Candice. She offered to retrieve the papers from the office and instructed the housekeeper to serve tea. 

Candice gratefully accepted the tea, sipping it politely. 

Helen remarked scomfully, “You seem quite close with the Shyans.” 

Candice simply stated, “I’m just here for an errand.” 

Helen gave a noncommittal huff, 

Candice, who had once always been reserved and eager to please Helen, sat silently, no longer seeking her approval 

Jasmine soon returned with the documents, asking. “Are these the ones you need?” 

After verifying them, Candice affirmed, “Thank you.” 

Jasmine smiled. Her demeanor was always cordial and polite. 

Recalling something about Hanley and Jackson’s remarks, Jasmine inquired, “I hear you’re collaborating with Hanley on certain projects?” 

Candice softly replied, “I’m still learning from bl 

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