The CEO Gets What He Wants
Chapter 194
However, Avery's colleagues no longer felt sleepy even though Cayden was already gone.
Despite the fact that the man had left as quickly as he arrived, everyone was inexplicably nervous after the sudden visit.
They felt as if their boss had just made a spot check, mainly because they thought their performance was not up to standard and was probably far from their boss' expectations.
Christopher got so troubled that he could not help but turn to his colleagues to inquire, “How's Boss' relationship with his cousin? The one who drives a Cayenne.”
In response, the man's colleagues shook their heads.
“How would we know? Boss has always kept his private life under wraps. Not even the paparazzi could get anything out of him,” stated Anna.
In the past few years, only a newly emerging magazine publisher managed to get a photo of Cayden having breakfast with his children in the previous month.
The day that picture was published, many female workers at the office got themselves a copy of the magazine so they could read it while working. All of them thought Cayden was extremely charismatic, for not only was he handsome and capable, but he was also a single father who loved his children.
Anna was one of the workers who drooled over Cayden's photo. When the woman saw the picture, she was deeply motivated to work hard and better herself so that she had a chance at winning an eligible bachelor like Cayden.
After some thought, Christopher was wide awake, and he took his jacket. ”I'm going to look for Avery. Who's coming with me? We came here together as a team, so I don't think it's right for us to just stand here and do nothing while she's still out there. What if something happened to her?”
I don't see how things will end well for us if anything bad happens to Avery. I don't doubt this is a quiet town, but that doesn't mean everybody here is a saint. No matter where we go, we have to assume that evil is just lurking around the corner.
Anna then volunteered to go with Christopher. “I'll go. Avery told me the exact location of the house when we went to get groceries today. We even passed by it. I can take you there.”
Meanwhile, at the old house, Avery was utterly surprised to see Cayden.
When the man left for Livingsfill, he had not told a soul about it. Naturally, neither Blake nor Avery had been informed about it.
“What are you doing here so late?” inquired Avery. That was the first sentence she said when she saw him.
Cayden then entered the courtyard to approach Avery. “What are you doing up so late?”
The place was filled with grass, but it was impossible to see its color because of how dark the night was.
There was a certain charm about the man in a suit as he walked through the vegetation in the middle of the night. He was like a flame attracting moths and beckoning to them.
When Cayden finally reached her side and stared intently at her, Avery instinctively lowered her head and posed a question as if she was avoiding him. “Is... Is your grandfather doing okay?”
“He's fine. His condition has stabilized for now,” replied Cayden patiently while his deep-set eyes gazed at the top of Avery's head.
Cayden was supposed to come to Livingsfill with Avery and the others, but he did not.
Avery only realized that Jeffrey had been admitted to a hospital because of a heart attack after Cayden sent her a message.
Cayden did not tell Avery what caused the incident, but she assumed it was because of what Allie had seen that morning.
Avery did not doubt that Allie had told Jeffrey everything.
She knew that Jeffrey had nothing against her, but it did not mean that the elderly man would accept the absurd fact that Cayden had walked out of her room that morning while she was still legally married to Dylan.
Understandably, that was difficult to accept for an old-fashioned man.
“Did your grandfather allow you to come over?” Avery could not think of anything else to talk about, so she decided to go with that question.
The yard was dark and quiet, so the only sound the two could hear was crickets chirping. However, the atmosphere was unsettling instead of calming.
Avery thought her inability to think straight could also be due to Cayden's intense aura, which was hard to ignore.
The woman could not tell what Cayden was thinking, since he simply frowned and lighted his cigarette in silence instead of answering her.
Staring at the cigarette between the man's fingers, Avery was glad that she at least had something to focus her attention on.
Slowly, Avery shifted her attention from the lighted cigarette to Cayden's fingers.
Avery had seen many types of fingers over the years, but none were as captivating as Cayden's.