Chapter 141:
Caden confirmed quietly, “If you really need help, you could ask her to intervene on your behalf.”
Joshua felt a tightness in his chest. He was right. Alicia had already grown close to Caden.
Understanding Caden’s character, Joshua knew he wouldn’t help Alicia without expecting something in return.
Hiding his irritation, Joshua sneered, “I don’t need anyone to intervene for me, and it’s too early for you to feel victorious. The outcome is still undecided.”
“It was only money. The Green family will handle it,” he added, unwilling to acknowledge the loss.
He wasn’t out of options.
With a smirk, he asked, “Do you really believe spending 300 million dollars on a woman is justified?”
Caden responded coolly, “It’s a significant loss.” Throwing away 300 million dollars would certainly make waves.
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However, Alicia had broken her promise. She failed to cook as she had vowed and instead spent the evening at the Yates Mansion with Joshua. Her ungratefulness stung.
Caden continued, “Don’t fret. If your company struggles, I can provide all the help you need. Just give me the signal.”
Joshua sneered, “Keep dreaming. You don’t control Warrington, Caden.”
Caden narrowed his eyes. “Ah, I forgot. You’ve already traded your freedom to become part of the Green family. Why would you need my help?”
Joshua was at a loss for words and ended the call in frustration.
Caden remained emotionless. He set his phone down and continued eating diligently, though Hank watched from the side.
Despite sampling each dish, Caden seemed uninterested and was nearly ready to stop eating.
Hank quickly intervened. “Mr. Ward, please have a bit more.”
Caden showed no enthusiasm. “The flavor is lacking. I’m not hungry.”
Hank argued, “If you start losing weight, Mrs. Ward will worry, and she’ll never stop bringing it up.”
Caden’s expression soured. He reluctantly took another bite.
Hank tried to lift Caden’s spirits on the drive back to the company by mentioning topics that usually piqued his interest. Caden remained silent.
Hank, feeling bold, peered out the window and ventured, “Hey… Ms. Bennett?”
Caden’s eyebrows twitched, prompting him to look up. Outside, only cars filled the view.
Alicia was nowhere to be seen.
Realizing the deception, Caden’s expression chilled. “Are you risking your job?”
Hank, with a knowing look, replied, “Mr. Ward, you’re preoccupied with Ms. Bennett.”
It seemed that finding Alicia was key to restoring Caden’s usual demeanor.
Hank understood what he needed to do next.
Realizing humor was futile, he concentrated on driving. Unexpectedly, as they stopped at a red light, Hank spotted Alicia crossing the street with Monica. They were deep in conversation, laughing together. Hank turned to Caden excitedly. “Mr. Ward, Ms. Bennett!”
Caden, still skeptical, didn’t even look up this time.
Undeterred, Hank shouted out the window, “Ms. Bennett!”
Caden remained quiet, his gaze barely flicking up. He only saw a fleeting view of Alicia’s back as she vanished into the crowd shortly after.
The street was too crowded for her to hear Hank’s calls.
As the light switched to green, Hank resumed driving. He sighed. “I shouldn’t have lied to you before.”
Caden considered Hank naive.
His frown deepened. “What does it matter if she sees me?”
Hank fell quiet. After driving a little further, he stopped the car.
Leaning out slightly, he said, “Ms. Bennett and her companion just entered a pharmacy. Do you think she’s hurt or ill?”
Caden recalled her spirited presence earlier that day. “She’s capable. I doubt a skirmish with ten could slow her down.”
“I still think it’s worth checking out. Don’t you agree, Mr. Ward?” Hank glanced at Caden, hoping for a response.
Caden kept his expression stoic. “If you’re so concerned, you should check yourself.”
“That was my plan, Mr. Ward,” Hank replied.
Caden remained silent, giving no further input. Hank then proceeded inside the pharmacy.
Inside, Alicia was selecting a medicine for bruises. Hank, ever the tactician, “accidentally” ran into her, then casually asked, “Ms. Bennett, have you injured yourself?”
Alicia replied courteously, “I twisted my ankle. But it’s nothing serious.”
Hank pressed on, “Does it hurt much?”
Monica, recognizing Hank as Caden’s assistant from previous encounters, noticed the gentler demeanor he displayed, which was in stark contrast to Caden’s usual coldness. She began to speak more freely, impressed by his kindness. “Alicia was lucky. It could have been worse for someone else.”
Hank, feeling uneasy, inquired further, “What exactly happened?”
Monica responded with frustration, “That scoundrel Joshua locked her in a room, and she had no choice but to escape through the window.”
Alicia quickly covered Monica’s mouth, her voice a hushed warning. “Not here, Monica.”
Hank’s eyes widened in surprise. He hadn’t expected Joshua to be involved in the incident from the day before. Could this be related to Caden’s anger?
Monica fell silent, and Alicia turned to Hank. “Are you here to buy something?”
Hank, regaining his composure, nodded. “Yes, I need to pick up some digestive tablets for Mr. Ward. He overindulged this evening.”
The mention of Caden’s name visibly upset Alicia.
“He brought it upon himself,” she remarked sharply.
Hank found himself at a loss for words, unsure how to continue the conversation.
