Chapter 356
Chapter 356:
She chose not to respond.
After that, Greyson sent another message.
“I’ve uncovered some evidence. After the party, I want to talk to you.”
He also sent a photo: a pile of draft papers about a foot high, filled with deduction procedures in his handwriting.
Candice stared at the picture in a daze. The bankruptcy of the Blake Group was a major concern for her.
She hadn’t seen Greyson in a month, ever since he had requested a marriage restoration, which she denied.
Candice knew that Greyson had hit many walls in his investigation. He found himself caught up in technical analyses, comparing molecular formulas and searching for evidence that would exonerate the Blake Group. She understood he had devoted a great deal of time and patience to the case.
She was in no rush and had never pressured him; she knew that time was essential to solving any complex case.
She hadn’t expected him to be so focused on the formulas over the past month.
All that said, Greyson surprised her with news of a breakthrough. It seemed he had uncovered key evidence that could turn the tide in their favor.
There was no denying the importance of this message.
Candice’s fingers danced across her phone screen. “I’ve arrived.”
“Great!” Greyson quickly responded. “Wait for me—I’ll meet you and the ambassador’s wife.”
Candice frowned. Tonight, she didn’t feel comfortable introducing herself to the ambassador’s wife as Greyson’s wife.
She didn’t want to agree to that.
It was time for her to live the life she deserved—unrestricted by anyone.
Madilyn and Rachel were also expected at the party tonight. The Harmans, one of the most prominent families in Ploville, had been honored with four invitations. Whether Candice truly represented the Harmans was irrelevant.
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In response to Greyson’s message, she said, “Sorry, I will be representing Hope Law Firm tonight.”
After that, she set her phone aside. Regardless of what Greyson said, she had no intention of replying further.
Candice pulled up the hem of her dress and strode toward the reception desk. The receptionist promptly handed her a pen.
She wrote in the blank space, “Hope Law Firm, Candy.”
Then she entered the party hall.
Tonight, she looked stunning in a purple gown. Purple was a challenging color to wear well—without the right attitude, it could easily fall flat.
Her demeanor was cold and condescending despite her classic, refined appearance. The color amplified her sharp and acute presence and vibrant appearance. Everyone’s attention was immediately drawn to her the moment she walked through the door.
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