Barox wasn’t joking. His ankle was sprained and his leg had just had stitches. He didn’t feel good. Sitting in a luxury car did feel really good—
He hadn’t forgotten Yana’s instructions to disgust Alex either.
At his words, the area noticeably quieted down. Only Barox looked calm, as if it were only natural.
Sawyer glanced at Alex's serious profile and cleared his throat. "Since we're all going back to the hotel, why don't we go together? I'm sure Mr. Elysian won't mind."
Candice's brow twitched, but she couldn’t say anything. It wasn’t easy to get a taxi on a rainy day, especially during rush hour.
She took the bag from Barox's hand and could only look at Alex and Sawyer. "Then we'll trouble you again."
Alex's deep eyes lingered on Candice's face for a moment before he asked flatly, "Aren't you going to get checked?"
Candice had been startled when Barox pushed her earlier, and now she was soaked in the rain. It would be a good idea to get a check-up.
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As they headed back, the rain grew heavier. Candice sat in the front passenger seat, staring at the misty streets outside absentmindedly. Her mind was blank, just purely zoning out.
When they arrived at the hotel, Sawyer was very enthusiastic, helping Barox all the way back to his room, with Alex following along.
After Barox was safely back in his room, Candice turned around and found Alex waiting at the door of her room.
She hesitated for a moment before walking over. "Barox got injured today. If your car is dirty, I'll pay for the cleaning service."
Alex looked down at her. "Calculating so clearly?"
"Even biological brothers keep track of accounts," Candice replied.
Alex chuckled lightly, his dark eyes looking at Candice. There was a hint of faint sarcasm in them, and his tone was hard to read. "What's so good about Barox that makes you care so much?"
Candice looked at him calmly. Alex's question seemed rather unnecessary. "I'll talk to Sawyer about this issue,” she said. “I've troubled him today."
Alex's eyebrows twitched slightly. "Troubled him?"
Candice's expression remained calm. She seemed to ignore Alex's deliberate provocation. "He's been taking care of Barox all day."
"Do you know who Tina's uncle is?" Alex asked, as if he didn’t want to hear her talk about how hard Sawyer had worked. His tone remained the same, casually throwing out the question.
"No. Who is he?"
"James Bruce, the chairman of Victory Corporation, and also Jensen's younger brother." Alex said casually. "If I'm not mistaken, Tina should be Jensen's daughter."
The unexpected revelation caught Candice off guard. She was stunned for a moment. "How is that possible?" She was still waiting for Jensen to come back, but by chance she had met his daughter first.
"I don't know if it's lucky or unlucky," Alex said. "Jensen divorced his ex-wife long ago, and he only has his daughter by his side. I heard he cares a lot about her." Alex's voice was slow, thoughtfully pausing between his sentences.
Thinking of Tina's good manners, Candice said, "Even if Tina is his daughter, it may not be useful. After all, the only time we will be able to see him will only be a short period at the airport."
Alex did not stay long before leaving. It was only then that Candice realized he was still wearing only a shirt. She stood at the door for a moment before turning back to her room.
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