Candice took out her phone and added Darcy as a contact.
Her smile was gentle, with a refreshing and soothing warmth. Though she was strikingly beautiful, the reserved grace in her demeanor made her seem approachable—deceptively so.
Only those who truly knew her understood the underlying aloofness.
“Miss Hale, even your profile picture is as beautiful as you are,” Darcy said, completely mesmerized and seemingly forgetting the CEO was right there.
“Thank you,” Candice responded graciously, accepting the compliment with ease.
Darcy clearly wanted to keep chatting, but a voice as cold as a winter wind cut through the room—
“Mr. Channing, you seem to have a lot of time on your hands.”
A shiver ran down Darcy’s spine.
He’d be a fool not to catch the displeasure in the CEO’s tone.
Hurri
