Candice raised an eyebrow.
So it was her.
Heh. So that old fox was playing this game, huh?
Charlie walked over.
Candice didn’t follow. Since they claimed this was a wine tasting, it’d look strange if she squeezed in to block drinks—and if she wasn’t careful and ended up being “recruited” as the eleventh beauty, that would be a disaster.
If they started touching her legs or hands, even if Charlie stood up for her, she’d still suffer a loss—and it’s not like she could smash someone with a wine bottle.
Besides, she had a more important mission tonight…
To monitor these people and make sure no one spiked her boss’s drink.
She found a spot where she could observe the entire room without appearing sneaky.
Inside the hall, several sets of sofas were arranged in a large square formation,
