Candice nodded. “Alright.”
She considered whether she should warn him that Andrew was clearly up to no good—trying to drag Charlie into a cesspool of debauchery. She would be the first to object.
But then again, with his intelligence, why would he need her warning?
She sent a message to Darcy, passing along Charlie’s words.
“It’s still early. Let’s go for a walk,” Charlie said from the other side.
Candice had just finished texting and looked up. “Let’s not. It’s getting dark. Walking alone in the mountains is kind of creepy. I’ll just stay in the villa.”
But she noticed Charlie’s expression shift and immediately realized, “…You mean, you want to go for a walk?”
“It’s kind of creepy walking alone,” he said, a hint of melancholy in his tone.
“…I’ll go with you.”
Candice smiled stiff
