Chapter 563
Chapter 563:
Caden shot back, “Dorian’s condition for cooperation is that I marry his daughter.
Do you really think I would agree to such a demand?”
“Is there anything wrong with Yolanda? At least she’s a far better match than Alicia, that useless woman.
Marriages between influential families come with significant advantages.
You’re twenty-five now; how can you not understand this simple truth?”
Caden couldn’t help but laugh coldly.noveldrama
“Uncle, why didn’t you heed my grandfather’s advice about a business marriage back in the day?”
There was a small shift in Benedict’s expression.
“We’re discussing the Moss family.
Why are you dragging me into this?”
Caden replied, “If you were in my position, you might not be as calm as I am.”
Benedict was left momentarily speechless.
Although he felt a wave of frustration toward Caden, Benedict couldn’t ignore that the feelings Caden harbored for Alicia ran deep.
Benedict waved his hand in exasperation.
“Fine, I won’t try to persuade you anymore.
Do as you wish.
Just remember, one day, you will understand how troublesome a woman without any skills can be.”
Caden responded with surprising calmness, “Alicia is more capable than Yolanda.”
Benedict chuckled as if he had just heard the world’s funniest joke.
“Her? If she can prove she’s capable, I’ll apologize sincerely to her and give my approval!”
Caden didn’t say anything.
He couldn’t fathom how his uncle, at his age, could make such childish remarks.
“Do you really think she needs your apology?” Caden mused aloud.
“And your approval? She can do whatever she wants, and it has nothing to do with you.”
Benedict’s eyes widened, and he waved his hand in feigned fury.
“You little rascal!”
As Caden left the study, he approached the housekeeper, Aylin, and inquired about Alicia’s departure.
Aylin sighed heavily.
“She left on her own.
The driver offered her a ride, but she declined.
She looked visibly upset.”
A strange sensation flickered in Caden’s chest.
“Did she…?”
Aylin hesitated for a moment before answering.
“I didn’t look closely.”
Caden knew that beneath her outward bravado, Alicia was quite fragile, unable to bear much grievance.
She had probably cried earlier.
Caden was about to leave after visiting Ciara.
As he made his way through the living room, something caught his eye—something was missing from the custom-made teaware set on the table.
It was Ciara’s cherished, custom-made piece that she always used.
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