Daniel's calls kept coming, but Alex ignored each one.
However, Candice felt uncomfortable as she had her dinner. She set down her utensils and coolly asked Alex, "Can you leave now?"
Alex paused, his phone on the table still flashing incessantly. Even though it was in silent mode, calls and messages continued coming in one after another. Candice stated, "You're disturbing me."
The TV show reached a climax; it was full of joy and applause, which perfectly matched the sudden burst of fireworks outside. Alex's dark pupils froze. He looked at Candice, his eyes narrowing, and after a long pause, he asked, his tone slow and measured, "Do you think I'm disturbing you?"
"Isn't it obvious?" Candice abandoned her utensils, her face devoid of emotion. "I accepted when you contacted me for work reasons. Today is New Year's Eve, and out of courtesy and tradition, I didn't want to argue with you. But now you've seriously disrupted me, so I hope you can leave."
Candice's words were clear, and her attitude was firm. Alex locked eyes with her for a moment, and Candice's gaze fell on his phone, which had lit up again, conveying an unspoken message.
The emotions hidden in Alex's eyes were deep. The chill emanating from him was heavier than when he entered. Only when another message arrived did Alex get up. He grabbed his phone and gazed deeply at Candice, who sat upright with no expression on her face.
The old house had poor sound insulation, and the door lock wasn't great, so Alex slamming the door echoed loudly. The old door seemed to sway a couple of times, responding to the echo of the slammed door.
Sitting at the dining table, Candice lowered her eyes for a moment, then slowly resumed eating.
Snowflakes fell slowly outside the window. Alex stopped and looked at his phone screen for a moment, a hint of irritation in his eyes.
Alex answered the call, but the other person seemed surprised that he had picked up. After a brief pause, the person spoke in a deep and solemn tone, "It’s New Year’s Eve, and you don't even know to come home? Alex, do you still consider me your dad?"
Daniel's voice, full of anger, echoed through the receiver. Alex's expression tightened, and he withdrew into the shadows. He raised his eyes to the brightly lit window and nonchalantly said, "Oh, I thought it was a corporate banquet you were hosting."
"What are you talking about?!" Daniel's voice instantly rose, as if wanting to reprimand Alex. However, realizing something, he abruptly lowered his tone and warned, "I don't care what you're thinking, but Ava and Nina are at home right now. You’d better come back, or I’ll—"
Before Daniel could finish, he was interrupted by a knock on the door. Daniel issued a couple more warnings before hanging up.
Alex didn't react. He remained hidden in the night, silently making it difficult for anyone to notice him.
After Alex left, Candice's New Year's Eve dinner became much more peaceful. She watched the TV show alone, chatted with Yana and the rest in the group chat, and prepared to rest.
Candice didn't have many relatives to interact with. Only a few neighbors who had been friendly with Joe came by, and by the third day of the New Year, she had already spent two quiet days alone at home.
When Hannah called, Candice was sitting by the window, reading a book. Hannah asked, "Can I pick you up tomorrow at 5:00 PM?"
Earlier, Hannah had mentioned that she wanted Candice to accompany Hanley to the Baldwins’ residence for their father’s birthday banquet.
The next day at 5:00 PM, Hannah called on time. Candice dressed and went out, expecting to see Hannah. However, she was met by Hanley.
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