Chapter 22: Punishment

Candy swallowed hard at his words.

"If that's his world, then I do not regret my decision," she replied with a straight face.

"Hmm, that's a tough decision. One of the enemies is here," Jameson said, shifting his gaze to the two women sitting around the corner.

Candy traced his gaze and found Hannah with Venessa staring in their direction. She quickly averted her gaze.

"T... that's Venessa, the one who was supposed to marry the president," Candy stuttered. What is she doing here?

"Oh, Venessa is like a tiny trash. I'm talking about the woman with her," Jameson said.

"Who is she?"

"Diego's aunt. She must be wondering who you are since Venessa saw you once at Diego's home."

"Then should we pretend we are a couple?" Candy asked.

"Huh?" Jameson raised his brow.

"Here, eat this," Candy said, stabbing a piece of pork with her fork. She stretched her hand to Jameson, gesturing for him to eat.

"There's no need for that."

"Please," Candy blinked cutely, and Jameson sighed. He opened his mouth