Chapter 169

Chapter 169:
Candice’s whole body shook as she listened. Suddenly, she realized she didn’t need to explain further.
“So you think I’m a morally corrupted woman, right?” she asked, her face grimacing.
She had grown numb to his cruelty. No matter the situation, she was always a terrible woman in his eyes.
Greyson avoided answering directly and shifted the conversation.
“The Royal Garden Corporation announced their new vice president nomination this afternoon. It’s Bart! Bart is Healy’s second older brother. You met Healy before at Universe Finance Group. Milton and those two brothers are related.
“Whatever the case, the Lopez family affairs are complicated. Stay out of them. The Glyn clan is notoriously difficult. Every one of them is cunning and nasty. You got on Healy’s bad side because of Harmony Hospital. Now, getting involved in the Bart situation will lead you into unknown trouble.”
He paused and then said kindly, “I’m telling you this for your own good.”
“I don’t need it!” Candice said with a contemptuous look. “You lost the ballet troupe. You should be worried about Madilyn.”
“I will get Madilyn a job at Harmony Hospital. This afternoon, I sold all the shares of the ballet troupe. And that was that.”
Candice was stunned.
Her mention of the troupe was so casual. Greyson setting Madilyn up with a job at Harmony Hospital was the last thing she expected.
Did he do that so Madilyn would be around him?
The hospital didn’t seem like a good fit for Madilyn. She could only work as Greyson’s personal secretary, right?
It was crazy—he looked out for Madilyn at every turn while carelessly disrespecting Candice.
“Give me back the diary!” Candice broke free from Greyson.
“I’m not done here.”
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She was deeply offended by his words.
Her stunning eyes widened in surprise. “What right do you have to read my diary?”
“It’s connected to me, and that’s undisputed. Why shouldn’t I read it?”
Greyson placed the diary on the center console before her and said, “You don’t need it anymore. You threw it away. I found it, so I should keep it.”
Candice clenched her fists.
She bit her bottom lip and replied, “You’re right. I have no interest in discarded things. The choice to discard or keep it is entirely yours.”
“Did you hear what I said earlier? There’s more to the Lopez family than meets the eye. Milton can’t possibly be honest with you. Your social statuses are different. Stay away from him,” Greyson emphasized.
“Greyson!” she hissed. “I don’t want the diary anymore. And I don’t want you anymore. For the rest of my life, I want you to stop prying into my personal life.”
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