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After downing another glass of red wine, Cayden placed his glass down gracefully and told the guests
at the table, “I'm going to use the bathroom.”
After downing another glass of red wine, Cayden placed his glass down gracefully and told the guests
at the table, “I'm going to use the bathroom.”
The banquet was being held in the air-conditioned living room, and the weather outside happened to be
rather chilly that evening. That caused everyone to drink more in order to stay warm, which resulted in
a much merrier party.
Noticing his boss going upstairs, Xavier quickly brought the two kids over to the stairs as well.
“Why are we going upstairs, Mr. Dartsley?” Zachary asked curiously while playing the video game.
“To see your father.” Unable to tell the kids too much, Xavier simply brought them upstairs and had
them sit on a chair near the stairwell. “We'll wait here for a bit. Your father went to the bathroom.”
Zachary nodded and waited patiently for Cayden to come out of the bathroom.
Thinking that they were about to go home, Rory said, “But we haven't had enough fun here, Mr.
Dartsley!”
“In that case, you can let your father know when he comes out of the bathroom. He'll probably let you
two stay here for a little while longer,” Xavier reassured her.
The kids then continued immersing themselves in the video game, much to Xavier's relief.
He glanced at the corridor, but saw no sign of Cayden whatsoever.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtI wonder which room Boss went into... Maybe he really did just go to the bathroom... No, I know what I
saw. Boss has been looking up from time to time before he went up the stairs. I'm not sure why, though.
Could it be that this floor contains some kind of unbelievable secret?
His train of thought was interrupted when Yvonne came up the stairs.
Xavier held his hand out and said, “Please stop right there, Ms. Gallagher.”
Yvonne shot him a disdainful look in response. “Get out my way if you know what's good for you!”
Frustrated at her failure to win the two kids over earlier, she had been ranting about it to her friends
from overseas.
As her friend had suggested for her to just ignore Cayden's assistant, she decided to show him no
respect at all.
Even so, Xavier refused to budge and replied calmly, “Feel free to assume I don't know what's good for
me, then.”
Yvonne was fuming with rage at that point. “Do you have any idea who I am? I'm Yvonne Gallagher! My
dad's company is likely to work closely with Trident Group in the future! How dare you get in my way
like this? Are you not afraid that I'll come after you once I marry into the Moore family?”
“Sorry, Ms. Gallagher. I'm just doing my job,” Xavier replied, still maintaining a professional tone.
Yvonne glanced at the bathroom upstairs and stamped her feet in frustration.
This is a perfect opportunity, d*mn it! That friend of mine from overseas is practically a goddess in
human form! She has never failed at getting the guy she likes, so her advice must be reliable! I know
I'm being a little impatient here, but it's not every day that I get a perfect chance like this! I got a little
too drunk last night and ended up sleeping with that loser Zayne, but all it took was a little money to
shut him up. The real problem, however, is how my period today is lighter than usual. According to my
friend from overseas, I should pretend to be drunk and follow Cayden into the bathroom. After that, I'll
lean against him and take his pants off. If he doesn't go for it on the spot, then I can still save myself by
coming up with excuses. I could say I was too drunk to know what I was doing or something. If he does
go for it, then all the better. Not only would I be able to have him take responsibility for my child, but I
could also use the period blood to my advantage! I could tell him that I gave him my first time! The
golden opportunity now lies ahead of me, but f*cking Xavier over here just has to get in my way!
Yvonne wanted nothing but to get to Cayden and execute that plan of hers.
Unsure of what she was thinking, Xavier reminded her, “All that support from your family won't mean a
thing if you anger Mr. Moore.”
Yvonne got so frustrated that she could only glare daggers at Xavier.
Meanwhile, Avery was still unable to open her eyes when she first regained consciousness upstairs.
Her eyelids felt heavy, and her lips were really dry like she had just recovered from a severe illness.
It took her quite a long time just to recall what happened on the street earlier.
Huh? Where am I? Am I at a hospital? Or am I at home?
Her dark, thick eyelashes fluttered as she felt a scorching gaze from someone staring at her. After
gasping and struggling for a bit, she opened her eyes like she had just woken up from a nightmare and
glanced at the person beside the bed.
Both of them seemed equally surprised when they locked gazes.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmWhat the... Cayden? What's he doing here? Wait, it does kind of make sense now that I think about it...
Dylan and Cayden are related, so it's perfectly reasonable for Dylan to place me in Cayden's care after
I fainted.
However, surprise wasn't the only look in Cayden's eyes when he stared at her.
She could also feel an inexplicable sense of affection in that gaze of his.
Unable to maintain such intense eye contact any further, Avery quickly looked away and tried to sit up
straight. She was blushing so hard that her ears had turned red, but Cayden was still glaring at her with
that same domineering look in his eyes.
When Avery tried to get off the bed, she noticed that the screen of Cayden's phone was still lit.
Huh... He was looking something up on the internet before I woke up? What was he... Wait, what? He
was trying to find out the chances of me getting pregnant if we nearly had sex on a few occasions? On
top of that, a doctor actually suggested that he take some precautionary measures because there's a
possibility of pregnancy?
Upon noticing her bright red cheeks, Cayden flashed her a sarcastic smile and asked, “Sleeping in
Dylan's bed so soon after sleeping in mine? Not bad, Avery. Perhaps I've underestimated you before.”
Not wanting to explain anything to him at all, Avery quickly got off the bed even though she was still
feeling a little dizzy at the time.
I could tell him that Dylan kept harassing me no matter how hard I tried to get rid of him, and that it
wasn't my intention to pass out. However, doing so would show that I'm still trying to get back with him.
Besides, I wanted him to think of me as a promiscuous and unclean woman, so this misunderstanding
works well for me. I'll just leave it as it is.
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