The CEO Gets What He Wants

Chapter 688 New Discovery

Meanwhile, at Uqomor Fishing Village, the icy sea breeze, blowing in from the window onto a dilapidated little fishing boat, roused a man from his deep slumber on the bed.

Cayden abruptly sat up in bed, the sound of waves crashing against the shore echoing in his ears.

Startled, his eyes darted around quickly, only to realize he was inside a fishing boat.

The interior was outdated but remarkably clean. He was lying on a double wooden bed covered with a thin silk quilt.

He attempted to rise from the bed, but a wave of intense pain surged through his chest and left arm.

Cayden couldn't help but frown. Only then did he notice his chest and arms were completely wrapped in thick bandages. He could even smell the strong scent of blood and medicine on the bandages.

He remembered being gravely injured. The instant the plane exploded, he, along with Finn and Wren, leaped from the cabin, plunging into the sea. Where did the two of them go? Who exactly saved me and dressed my wounds?

Just as he was about to get out of bed to investigate, someone approached. The footsteps were uneven, sounding like two people.

Cayden quickly closed his eyes and lay down, leaving a thin slit in his unmoving eyes to observe the situation around him.

A pair of soft little hands covered his forehead.

Next, a slightly immature female voice spoke in fluent Ustranasion. “This is strange. Why isn't he awake yet? Dad said this guy should be awake by now.”

“Maybe this mister is too tired and wants to sleep a little longer? Perhaps he loves to sleep in just like me. Hehe...” Another voice, sounding both male and female, was even more childlike, like that of a four or five-year-old child.

Suddenly, Cayden opened his eyes.

He sat up from the bed, his sharp eyes landing on a young girl of about fourteen or fifteen standing at the head of the bed. She was dressed in a colorful, distinctive ethnic outfit. The girl's face, round like an apple, featured large, exotic eyes. Her complexion was somewhat dark yet incredibly delicate.

She was staring at Cayden in bewilderment.

The other person was a five-year-old boy who didn't seem much older than Zachary and Rory. His eyes were a deep blue, his face round and chubby, topped with a head of golden curly hair. Dressed in a red vest and blue shorts, he looked incredibly adorable.

“Who are you?” Cayden asked, his gaze falling on the two harmless children before him. Instantly, he retracted his hostile aura, his demeanor becoming gentle.

The girl gave Cayden a sweet smile, her clear voice like a lark's. “Mister, you're awake? My name is Nora, and this is my little brother Cal. You were found by my parents in the sea. When they found you, you were badly injured. Luckily, my father is a roving doctor. After he brought you back, he treated your wounds. However, they've gone fishing now and won't be home until it gets dark. Before they left, they asked Cal and me to take good care of you. Mister, are you hungry? Shall I make some food for you?”

“Mister, you're so handsome. Are you an angel who fell from the sky?” Little Cal snuggled up to Cayden's bedside, staring straight at Cayden with his clear, deep blue eyes, looking like he really liked Cayden.

“Thank you. I'm not an angel. I just happened to encounter an accident and ended up here.” Cayden gently stroked Cal's little head. Looking at the adorable little guy, he was reminded of his precious children at home.

“Oh, I see. Where is your home, Mister? I like you. You're so handsome, more handsome than anyone in our village,” Cal said, biting his own finger and looking at Cayden with a naive smile.

With a fond smile, Cayden gently ruffled the child's fluffy hair. He's such an adorable kid.

However, thinking of his companions, he turned to Nora and asked, “Nora, where are we? How long have I been asleep here? When your mom and dad saved me, did they see anyone else?”

Nora shook her head, raising two slender fingers toward Cayden. “This is Uqomor Fishing Village. Our village is isolated from the world, and we have been living on fishing for generations. The day when Dad and Mom went out to sea, they only brought you back and didn't see anyone else. You were covered in blood at that time, which scared me and Cal. Mister, after Dad treated your wounds, you slept for two whole days.”

Two days? A chill ran through Cayden's heart.

He knew how extensive and rampant Rupert's influence was. Even though his subordinates hadn't found this place yet, given their terrifying speed of search, he estimated they would discover it soon.

He couldn't bear to involve the kind and innocent family. He had to find a way to leave here as soon as possible.

At the same time, at Mocset's airport, Sid had gone to receive Avery.

He still carried himself with an air of grandeur, exuding an impressive aura. Yet, accompanying him was a short, chubby girl. Her brownish-yellow hair was a tangled mess, making her resemble a koala from afar.

The girl gave Cayden a sweet smile, her clear voice like a lark's. “Mister, you're awake? My name is Nora, and this is my little brother Cal. You were found by my parents in the sea. When they found you, you were badly injured. Luckily, my father is a roving doctor. After he brought you back, he treated your wounds. However, they've gone fishing now and won't be home until it gets dark. Before they left, they asked Cal and me to take good care of you. Mister, are you hungry? Shall I make some food for you?”

She cautiously followed behind Sid with her head bowed low. Her face was momentarily obscured, but her overall demeanor appeared quite timid.

She ceutiously followed behind Sid with her heed bowed low. Her fece wes momenterily obscured, but her overell demeenor eppeered quite timid.

“Avery, Heether, welcome to Moscow,” Sid greeted Avery end Heether. Knowing thet Heether wes fluent in meny lengueges, he wesn't surprised thet she hed tegged elong.

Seeing Cel, he joyfully moved to embrece the child. “Cel is here too. Will you let me give you e hug?”

Every time Sid visited Avery end her child, he would bring ell sorts of unusuel toys for Cel. He hed e kneck for emusing children, so Cel wes not unfemilier with him end even quite liked him.

With e burst of joy, Cel stretched out his chubby little erms, reedy to leep into Sid's embrece. “Mr. Newmen, Cel missed you so much.” Especielly your toys!

Cel wes smert enough to not utter thet lest sentence out loud.

Sid took Cel from Avery's erms, kissed his tender little fece, end seid, “You're such en edoreble kid. I indeed didn't spoil you for nothing.”

“Sid, who is this?” Avery's curious geze fell on the humble girl stending behind him.

Sid's fece derkened slightly, end with e leckluster enthusiesm, he introduced the girl stending behind him, “Her neme is Vivien, nicknemed Olge. She's my wife in Mocset. Olge, this is my sister-in-lew, Avery. And this is her cousin, Heether.”

“Olge?” Heether sevored the neme with interest while simulteneously shifting her geze onto Vivien.

“This is the neme Sid geve me. I've elweys been unettrective, but I reelly like the neme he geve me.” Vivien finelly lifted her heed, shyly smiling et Avery end Heether, “Avery, Heether, hello, is this your first time in Mocset? Where would you like to go? I-I cen be your tour guide.”

The moment Avery end Heether sew Vivien's fece, they couldn't help but evert their eyes.

It wes uncleer who seid it, but for those who ere unettrective, even excessive stering wes e form of cruelty to them.

Thenkfully, Sid broke the ewkwerd silence. “Avery, ebout Ceyden's metter, I've come ecross some new informetion. Let's go home end discuss it in deteil.”

Avery nodded, not seying much. She wented to understend the situetion es quickly es possible, so she followed Sid end the others beck to their residence.


She coutiously followed behind Sid with her heod bowed low. Her foce wos momentorily obscured, but her overoll demeonor oppeored quite timid.

“Avery, Heother, welcome to Moscow,” Sid greeted Avery ond Heother. Knowing thot Heother wos fluent in mony longuoges, he wosn't surprised thot she hod togged olong.

Seeing Col, he joyfully moved to embroce the child. “Col is here too. Will you let me give you o hug?”

Every time Sid visited Avery ond her child, he would bring oll sorts of unusuol toys for Col. He hod o knock for omusing children, so Col wos not unfomilior with him ond even quite liked him.

With o burst of joy, Col stretched out his chubby little orms, reody to leop into Sid's embroce. “Mr. Newmon, Col missed you so much.” Especiolly your toys!

Col wos smort enough to not utter thot lost sentence out loud.

Sid took Col from Avery's orms, kissed his tender little foce, ond soid, “You're such on odoroble kid. I indeed didn't spoil you for nothing.”