The Wrong Woman

Chapter 901

Sean stuttered, "M-Mr. Hoffis, d-did I mess up this morning? Or did you just wake up on the wrong side of the bed?"

Elio's voice resembled a blast from an ice cellar, sending chills down the spine. "Sean, why did you send me an adult film last night? Are you trying to get yourself fired?

Sean started to sweat profusely. He gulped and anxiously explained, "M-Mr. Hoffis, I sent it because you requested a romantic animated movie.

"Considering you live alone, asked for the movie late at night, and usually don't watch animations-especially romantic ones-I assumed you were hinting at something else."

Elio narrowed his eyes and said through gritted teeth, "Candice wanted to watch it. I don't know a thing about romantic animated movies, so I relied on you for a recommendation. And you've managed to botch it entirely."

Sean's eyes widened in shock, his mouth hanging open. He was so stunned that words eluded him for a long moment.

After a deep breath to quell his anger, Elio loosened his grip on Sean's collar. Stepping back, he warned, "If Candice ends up hating me or gets a bad impression because of this, you better start packing."

Startled, Sean quickly lowered his head and apologized, "I'm sorry, Mr. Hoffis. I'm truly sorry. I'll find a way to fix this. I'll do whatever it takes to restore your reputation." Elio maintained a stern expression and said nothing as he climbed into the back seat of the car.

Sean wiped the sweat from his forehead and hurried into the driver's seat before driving away. All the while, he was thinking about how he could fix the situation. In the back seat, Elio was reviewing some documents.This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

After a while, Sean cautiously asked, "Mr. Hoffis, Ms. Morrison didn't catch much of it, did she?"

Elio responded with a nonchalant hum.

Braving the tension, Sean asked further, "And what about you?"

"I watched the entire thing," Elio replied bluntly.

Sean suppressed a laugh. He knew it no man could resist such a good film. It was almost a universal truth. "Do you need more films like these?" he asked.

Elio closed the document and closed his eyes, pinching the bridge of his nose. In a low voice, he replied, "No, I have no use for them."

"Mr. Hoffis, what if I scout out some stunning ladies for you? You'll surely be pleased," Sean suggested.

Elio smirked. "No need for some. Just one will do."

Sean was excited. "Alright, Mr. Hoffis. What's your preference? Or do you have a specific person in mind? I can handle the arrangements." "Candice Morrison," Elio stated firmly.

Sean froze, overwhelmed by shock. After a long while, he cautiously broke the silence. "Mr. Hoffis, isn't that asking too much of me? How am I supposed to approach Ms. Morrison? Everyone in Norvania knows better than to mess with the Morrisons, and I'm just an assistant."

"If you can't do it, shut up," Elio snapped.

Sean clamped his mouth shut, too intimidated to say another word.

As noon approached, Candice kept her eyes glued to her phone, watching the minutes tick by. The moment the clock struck noon, she sprinted from her office like a shot from a cannon.

Meanwhile, when Vanessa turned to invite Candice for lunch, she was surprised to find her already gone.

Full of anticipation, Candice hurried to the elevator, smoothing her dress and fixing her hair with a smile. The elevator was packed when the doors slid open, but she squeezed in and pressed the button for the CEO's office floor.

As she pressed the button, everyone in the elevator tumed to look at her, their gazes curious and appraising. The new CEO had instilled fear throughout the company, prompting most employees to steer clear of him at all costs.

Everyone wondered who would be brave enough to walk into the lion's den. However, Candice seemed oblivious to the wary glances cast her way.

One by one, people exited the elevator at their designated floors, leaving Candice alone as the elevator ascended to the top. When the doors slid open on the floor housing the CEO's office, she stepped out.