As soon as Candice heard that the old man was suggesting a late-night snack, her internal alarms went off like crazy.
She saw him sneak a glance at someone and became even more certain.
They absolutely couldn’t eat this night snack.
She stepped forward.
Her heart was tense, but her expression remained composed and professional.
Walking over to Charlie, she said, “President, your nutritionist strictly forbids you from eating anything after 9:30. We really shouldn’t go for the midnight snack.”
Charlie’s eyes softened with a gentle light. “I’ll listen to you.”
Andrew’s face darkened. “Miss Hale seems to be a bit overstepping, no?”
Candice gave a formulaic smile. “You must be joking, President Yuan. I wouldn’t dare to control our CEO. The Chairman’s wife asked me to supervise him on he
