My Mirror Image by Maybe Not (Candice And Alex’s) novel Chapter 474

In Solaris, Candice had previously enlisted Angela's help in finding a nice apartment in a good location with a decent layout. After coordinating the details with Ryan, she settled comfortably into her new home in Solaris.

With Hanley and others taking care of things in Dorrington, Candice wasn’t too concerned.

The only one who seemed dissatisfied was Yana.

Shortly after Candice had moved into her new place, Yana's calls started flooding in. She vented her frustrations to Candice multiple times.

"You guys all left, and now I'm stuck here alone! And my dad keeps pushing me to go on blind dates again. This time, he wants me to meet that idiot Sieg again. I told him it's absurd."

Yana complained about her problems and mentioned something else, adding, "Sieg has been trying to find out where you are, openly and secretly. I didn’t tell him."

Why would Sieg be so interested in Candice’s location? Clearly, he was asking for someone else.

After chatting for a while, Candice ended the call. She wasn’t concerned about Alex finding out she was in Solaris. It was a big city, and the chances of them crossing paths were slim.

Besides, she had specifically requested that Angela find a place a bit farther from the city center, tucked away in a quieter alley.

The living conditions weren’t extravagant, but the neighbors were friendly.

On her first day, the lady from upstairs even brought her a basket of fresh farm eggs.

Elsewhere.

"I heard things have been rough with your family lately. Nina seemed pretty upset, talking about going back to Stugan," Sieg casually mentioned, swirling the liquid in his glass.

"Is it really worth it to clash with your dad like this? Making an enemy out of him won't do you any good. Watch out, or he might kick you out of Aether Corporation."

But the person he was addressing remained silent.

Alex sat across from him, pouring himself another drink.

Sieg couldn't help but intervene. He snatched the wine bottle away and urged, "Take it easy, will you? It hasn't been long since your stomach was bleeding. Do you really want to end up back in the hospital?"

"No," Alex replied curtly, reaching for the bottle again.

Sieg looked at him with a mix of emotions. He reminded him, "Lex, this isn't like you."

Known for his discipline, Alex wasn't one to drown his sorrows in alcohol.

His response was a bitter scoff, tinged with self-ridicule.

Seeing him like this, Sieg knew he couldn’t convince him otherwise. Shaking his head, he signaled the waiter to remove the unused bottles.

For several nights, Alex had been spending his evenings at the bar, attracting attention.

Two attractive women approached carrying drinks, and they flirtatiously handed him a room card.

One of them, bold, batted her eyelashes and propositioned, "I'm quite skilled. Want to give it a try?"

Pausing his drinking, Alex glanced at the woman who thought she had caught his interest, and she began to act even more seductively.

This man had been frequenting the bar for five days, drinking alone, clearly nursing a broken heart.

They could immediately tell—they were familiar with this.

Meanwhile, Alex, dressed in his expensive tailored suit, was clearly not just anyone. Even if just for one night, it would be a win for them.

But before the woman could make any more advances, the room card she had offered was thrown back at her, narrowly missing her face, accompanied by a low, hoarse command, "Get lost."

Startled and angry, the woman could only curse silently as she left with her companion.

Observing the scene, Sieg raised an eyebrow and inquired, "So, I take it you won't be attending the charity dinner?"