My Mirror Image by Maybe Not (Candice And Alex’s) novel Chapter 528

When Candice arrived at the bar, the first thing she saw was Alex. He had his own habit, always preferring to sit in the same spot every time.

Thinking about what Shawn had said, she felt that Alex was indeed quite stubborn, almost as if he couldn't be found if he changed his seat.

She didn't know why she had come here herself. She just heard from Yana's friend that Alex was drunk at the bar, and before she knew it, she was already there.

Ever since she met Shawn that day, Candice found herself constantly thinking about a lot of messy things, most of which were related to Alex.

This was especially so after knowing that Alex had lost Aether Corporation's projects due to this case and was also being suppressed by the board of directors.

The impact he had received had exceeded his relationship with the case itself.

Since the trial had ended, apart from those gossipers who would come to inquire overtly or covertly, Candice had not been affected by anything else.

Even Helen had not appeared again.

All the malice was directed toward Alex, and she didn't know if he had done anything in this regard.

But... it shouldn't be like this.

The Alex in her impression would never sacrifice his own interests, especially since he didn't gain anything from this whole situation.

Looking at him completely shrouded in darkness, she felt a bit absent-minded.

Candice had night blindness, so in such dim environments, it was difficult to see without using a phone for illumination. Yet, she could always spot Alex at a glance.

It was out of habit.

On such occasions, she had come to pick up Alex many times before. She was so familiar with his figure and habits that she could spot him in the darkest corner at first glance.

She had reminded him many times before not to stay in places with poor lighting because she couldn't see.

Alex had never explained, but he hadn't changed either.

Now, Candice understood. It was probably his instinctual sense of security and self-preservation.

Thinking of those things in the dream, the wounds on the young Alex's body and his stubbornness, Candice's eyes flickered with deep emotions.

She walked steadily over and stopped beside Alex.

Sieg noticed her first, squinting at her with a hint of surprise. "Oh, looking for Alex?"

Candice glanced at him. Sieg said with a smile, "Candice, I underestimated you before. It turns out you're quite a high-level player, effortlessly causing a rift between the father and son of the Elysian family."

Sieg always spoke like this, and Candice couldn't be bothered to say much to him. She looked at Alex and paused. "Alex?"

He had his eyes closed, resting, with a furrowed brow, showing no signs of movement.

She waited for a while, and seeing that he really didn't respond, she gradually realized why she had come to the bar.

Candice felt regret for her impulse just now and relief that Alex was still drunk.

She took a deep breath and looked at Sieg. "Don't tell Alex that I came."

Sieg glanced casually at her, "Why not? Didn't you come here specifically to find Alex?"

She said, "I came to find a friend."