My Mirror Image by Maybe Not (Candice And Alex’s) novel Chapter 338

After Candice hurt her shoulder, she had stopped driving for a while and instead relied on hailing taxis at the villa's entrance.

When a black Maybach stopped in front of her, Candice stepped back a bit.

The car window slowly lowered, revealing Jessica’s smiling face. “Candice, what a coincidence. Are you waiting for the bus? I can take you there.”

Candice could see Alex's profile through the car window. She declined. "Not exactly; I'm waiting for someone."

"Waiting for Hanley?" Jessica asked.

Candice didn't respond, acting as if it was an affirmation.

With an apologetic smile, Jessica said, "Then I won't bother you. I was thinking of having a chat with you."

Candice bid farewell to Ms. Kane.

Alex didn’t even bother to look in her direction, he simply said to Jessica, "Aren't you in a hurry?" Then he rolled up his window and drove away.

Inside the vehicle, Jessica examined Alex's cold profile. She asked helplessly, "Who has upset you now?"

Alex stayed silent, his expression tense as he focused on the road ahead.

Jessica chuckled and hugged herself. "Did you turn on the air conditioning? It's chilly here."

Alex glanced at her through the rearview mirror and sarcastically remarked, "Grandfather is still waiting for you at home."

Jessica and Shawn had a nice relationship. Since Shawn and Jessica's father were comrades-in-arms in the war, Shawn actually preferred Jessica to Helen.

She had introduced Helen to her husband, making Jessica something of a matchmaker.

Jessica shook her head and teased, "Am I playing matchmaker for your family now? I've already introduced your folks; now it's your turn?"

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Candice had arranged to meet Xavier in the city center.

When she arrived, Xavier was already there.

Candice put down her bag and got straight to the point, asking, "What's your condition?"

Xavier gave her an approving look. "It's easy to talk with those who have brains."

She fixed an intense gaze on him. This man was crafty and deceptive, with many tricks up his sleeve. She understood that she had to remain on high alert even when speaking with him.

"Coffee?" Xavier asked.

Glancing at the coffee that had been set before her, Candice asked, "Were you behind the drugging incident?"

Xavier's eyebrow twitched. "How could that be me?"

He denied it. Still, his self-assured manner suggested it was probably not far from the truth.

Candice kept her cool and stated, "I'd rather not spend time with you, so let's avoid small

talk."