My Mirror Image by Maybe Not (Candice And Alex’s) novel Chapter 415

As the sky darkened, Sonia got out of the car, leaving a lingering sweet scent of perfume inside.

Darius seemed somewhat displeased. He took out a disinfectant tissue from the tissue box and meticulously wiped his fingers, slowly and deliberately. Only after wiping all ten fingers did he calmly get out of the car and throw the tissue into the trash bin.

He didn't get back into the car; instead, he leaned against the Rolls-Royce, counting silently.

When he counted to one hundred, his phone suddenly rang. Darius, unfazed, checked the time. It was precisely 6:00 PM.

The ringtone echoed three times before he nonchalantly answered.

On the other end, Henry complained impatiently, "Why haven't you transferred the money for this month? Darius, I’m warning you: If you don't wire me the money, I'll tell the Quimbys what kind of person your mom is. We’ll see if that spoiled Quimby girl will still want to be with a bastard like you!"

Listening to the insults, Darius maintained a calm expression.

When Henry finally paused, Darius spoke, "What's the matter? You didn’t get your precious daughter to hand over the money, and you had to call a bastard like me?"

Henry paused briefly before launching into more intense and offensive verbal abuse.

Darius opened the car door and tossed the phone inside before locking the door. He then continued to play with the lighter outside. It was a lighter that Bella had given him when he started smoking.

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After Candice and Barox left the meeting hall, she handed the tea back to Barox, saying, "Pregnant women shouldn't drink tea, but thanks anyway."

Barox looked down in thought and suggested, "How about I buy you a thermos tomorrow?"

Candice replied, "You don't have to get me anything."

She couldn’t imagine Barox picking her up with a thermos in hand.

Busy with organizing documents that evening, Candice missed dinner with Barox. As soon as she entered her room, she received a call from Hanley.

Candice, who had some work-related questions for him, said with a smile, "I was just about to call you."

Hanley laughed. "Perhaps it's telepathy."

Right after he spoke, Hannah's lively voice came through. "Hey, Candy! Remember me, my dear sister-in-law?"

Hannah greeted her energetically. Candice, clearing her throat, asked, "How have you been, Hannah?"

"Those little injuries are nothing. I've been discharged, and now I'm with Hanley. He mentioned you're at Solaris. My husband and I are coming for a vacation next week. Wanna grab a meal together?"

Candice gladly agreed. She liked Hannah's personality—she was straightforward and vibrant, even though her thought process sometimes baffled Candice.

Right after inviting her for a meal excitedly, Hannah said with a pitiful tone, “Candy, Yana told me she fixed you up with a young man. Why don’t you consider Hanley? Is he too old for your taste?”

Hanley was two years older than Candice, but he was not even thirty years old, which would not qualify him as ‘too old’.

Seeing as Hannah wanted to talk more about Hanley’s age, Candice gave an excuse and hung up because she didn’t know what to say.

After hanging up, Candice texted Hanley on WhatsApp to discuss work matters.