Charlie turned his head slightly, lowered his gaze, and asked Candice in a polite and gentle tone, “I heard someone questioning your innocence. I spoke up impulsively without asking your permission first. I hope I didn’t cause you any trouble?”
Candice pushed down the flutter of surprise in her chest. “...I’m the one troubling you, Mr. Clemens.”
“Would you like me to clarify for you?”
“...Please.”
She barely kept herself from gasping aloud.
He was already here—refusing his help would just be rude.
All the socialites at the scene had stars in their eyes. That face, that elegance, that noble bearing… The way he gently looked down and spoke softly could kill a girl with charm.
Charlie turned to the crowd and calmly said, “Last night, I was the one who rescued Miss Hale.”
“I was meetin
