The CEO Gets What He Wants

Cayden heard his son murmuring about a whole bunch of things, including the contraceptives.

He took the box from his son and stared at the small box as his thoughts drifted to the way Avery had stabbed his arm yesterday.

He had touched her, but it was out of spite and revenge. In the end, though, he had softened and didn't end up going all the way. He stayed outside of her.

In the meantime, Zachary and Rory had already dressed up with their shoes on. They were already waiting to go and eat breakfast with their dad.

Xavier was already waiting for them downstairs with the Bentley parked behind him.

Since his boss' arm was injured, it was only natural for Xavier to be at his every beck and call.

Even though Cayden's arm was injured, he still made sure to carry his daughter out. Xavier opened the car door so that Cayden could buckle Rory into her seat.

Xavier realized that someone was tailing them almost right after they left.

“Let's talk at the restaurant,” Cayden said as he tapped away at his laptop. He was using the time they travel to the restaurant to finish up the work he had left undone yesterday.

Xavier obeyed and just left their stalker be.

They finally reached the twins' favorite restaurant.

Cayden got down from the car with Zachary holding his hand and Rory in the other arm. The boss of the oatmeal restaurant recognized the three of them and opened the door with a smile.

Xavier parked the car and walked toward the back alley.

There was a white car parked about fifty feet away. The driver was busy playing on his phone while a woman dressed in revealing clothing was rapidly taking photos of the restaurant with a professional camera.

Xavier bent down and knocked on the car window. “What are you doing there?”

The reporter and driver both jumped at the sound. They had both been so engrossed in Cayden and his kids that they had forgotten to take anyone else into account.

“Get off right now or you'll both get to see the inside of a police station today,” Xavier said, his face calm but threatening.

Both of them got out of the car.

The driver wasn't really involved in this as he was simply a regular driver who worked for the magazine company. However, he had drove many reporters around and they were colleagues and some of them could even be seen as friends.

“Calm down. Let's not glare at a woman like that, huh?” The driver approached Xavier with a smile, trying to make the atmosphere less tense.

It was never easy to deal with getting caught in the act as paparazzi.

When it came to these rich tycoons, it wasn't unheard of for them to just toss and break the camera. Some of the more short-tempered ones would even begin hitting and slapping the reporters. None of those were out of the ordinary.

“Where are you from?” Xavier asked.

“We're a new company. You've probably never heard of us before. Actually, I did mention that I would be taking pictures of Mr. Moore today.”

Xavier frowned. Mention? To whom?

The reporter took her phone out and placed a call.

“Dylan, I'm already here taking pictures of your cousin, but a guy who says he's your cousin's assistant just- okay. Got it, I'll pass him the phone,” she said and proceeded to pass the phone to Xavier.

He picked it up and held it to his ear.

Dylan's voice was pretty hoarse and he sounded like he had just woken up. “Hi, there. I'm Dylan, Cayden's biological cousin. Don't give the reporter a hard time. I'll call Cayden myself and let him know about it later. This is none of your business. Goodbye.”

Dylan hung up and tossed the phone onto the headboard.

The clattering noise it made managed to wake the woman next to him.

Milana groaned lightly as she slowly woke up.

Her entire body was sore and the first thing she saw was a stranger walking toward the bathroom. Only then did she recall what had happened last night.

Zayne had called her last night. “Milana, I'm drunk and can't drive. I couldn't find any taxis either. Could you drop by?”

She wasn't willing to come pick him up, but when she heard women's voices around him, she immediately got up and left.

If she didn't go, another woman might make use of the window of opportunity.

Zayne had finally become her fiancé. Her mother would be getting the demolition payment from Livingsfill in just another month, and Milana would finally be getting her marriage certificate with Zayne then. After that, they would get married.

However, when she arrived at the entertainment establishment, she hadn't even caught a glimpse of Zayne when someone else had mistaken her for an escort and brought her into a booth. She had somehow gotten to know a whole bunch of important celebrities.

Milana finally admitted that out of all the people there, Zayne was just a barely qualified commoner.

Out of all the rich men that she had met yesterday, she had ended up sleeping with this one.

Pregnant with Zayne's child, she had even forced Isabella to buy a house for her and her unborn child. She had also agreed to get married to Zayne, so Milana knew that she wasn't supposed to do such an immoral thing, but she simply couldn't resist the temptation.

She had always dreamed about being a rich man's wife, enjoying all of the wealth and status that came with it.