Candice could hardly believe what she had witnessed. Olivia—sweet, innocent Olivia—had actually confessed to poisoning Devon. The words still echoed in her head. It seemed unfathomable, but there was no mistaking the scene she had just been part of. If she hadn't heard it directly, she might have never believed it herself. But as shock gave way to satisfaction, Candice realized something that sent a thrill through her entire being—Devon had thrown Olivia out.
Devon, her Devon, had finally rid himself of the competition. She allowed herself a slow, triumphant smile. There was nothing standing in her way now, not after this. Olivia's departure wasn't just a victory; it was a door swinging open wide for her.