When Love Turns to Ashes (Beatrice and Caden)

After speaking. Beatrice forcefully pulled off the scarf around her neck!

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Perhaps being exposed by her about his thoughts, he became even more furious, to the extent that even his adeptly disguised expression changed.

Fortunately, Alicia stepped forward to give a reminder.

cherished

his

own

feathers

more

and

let

go

of Beatrice's

hand.

"Mr. Oscar, everyone around here is someone important. Don't you want to avoid adding more gossip about the Powell family?"

Upon hearing

Beatrice was finally able to escape.

this,

Oscar

finally

She walked out of the hotel and happened to see Caden's car across the street.

He leaned against the car body, with a crimson dot on his flawless white fingertips. His suit was unbuttoned, and he casually slipped his hand into his pocket, exuding an air of elegance and danger. smoke rings, the

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became somewhat

distorted amidst the

swirling

smoke.

Exhaling Until, Madelynn approached him as if nothing had happened.

She glanced at Beatrice out of the corner of her eye, proudly linking arms with him. He did not refuse, and they both got into the car together. As Caden closed the car door, he looked up and noticed the emptiness around Beatrice's neck. His expression darkened, and a hint of coldness flickered in his eyes. But Madelynn urged him with a sentence, and he left.

Beatrice got into Alicia's car without looking back.

The matter was resolved satisfactorily, and Alicia's lingering anxiety finally subsided. So, she specifically invited Beatrice to have dinner and then escorted her back to the apartment.

Walked out of the elevator.

A smell of smoke drifted in.

The motion sensor lights in the corridor lit up as expected, but one of the lights was broken, creating a clear contrast between light and darkness in the hallway.

The man

It was Caden.

still stood

the in

dark, his eyes

hidden beneath

the shadows, gazing deeply

at Beatrice.

In the bright light, Beatrice felt a chill running down her spine. She pursed her lips and stood still, coldly asking, "Uncle Caden, is there something you need?"

"Go in and speak."

"No need, there's nothing for us to talk about," Beatrice said firmly, staring at the man.

Caden's fingertips flickered with firelight, accompanied by the sound of slow footsteps. His figure

gradually became clear, but he had not completely emerged from the darkness.

He stood on the edge of light and darkness, with the falling shadows casting a backdrop against his

profound and striking silhouette. His beauty was breathtaking, with a slight lift of his gaze revealing deep and mysterious eyes, like a dormant beast, always ready to pounce on its prey.

No

matter

Beatrice was,

she still

subconsciously

swallowed

her saliva

his under

gaze.

how tough Caden raised his hand and looked at his watch. "There are a few minutes left until your

neighbor comes back from work. Are you sure about discussing our matter here?"