The CEO Gets What He Wants

Chapter 707

Chapter 707 A Family Reunion

Upon recognizing it was Xander, the high alert in Cayden's heart eased slightly. “How did you get here?” Cayden asked.

“Just passing by and couldn't help but lend a hand,” Xander joked. Suddenly, his handsome brows furrowed slightly, his gaze falling on Cayden's injured arm. A hint of concern appeared in his tone. “How is it? Not too badly hurt, I hope?”

Cayden sneered coldly, “I'm not dying just yet.”

He knew his buddies cared in a different way than others. Sometimes they seemed to take pleasure in his misfortune, but deep down, they were genuinely concerned.

Perhaps that was the unique bond between men.

“Tsk, tsk! I knew you were a tough one to kill. Even that massive explosion couldn't take you down, so what could these useless small fries possibly do to you? However, how did you become so pale? You didn't use any skin whitening injections, did you? Tell me your secret, I'm really curious...” Xander walked up to Cayden, his slender finger poised to lift his chin, his tone overly dramatic.

Cayden barely dodged Xander's menacing grasp, his gaze as sharp as a hawk's, making Xander's scalp tingle. “Want to know how I keep my skin so fair?”

Xander nodded blankly.

It was no wonder he was curious, as Cayden's feminine attire was truly breathtaking.

He couldn't fathom how a rough, tough man could transform into a delicate, beautiful woman.

Pointing in a certain direction, Cayden then began to tend to his own wounds without further ado.

“What the hell? What am I supposed to be looking at? Is there a plastic surgery clinic or something?” Xander's gaze followed the direction of his finger. Apart from a few scattered shops, there was nothing else in sight.

Cayden paid no attention to his ramblings.

He treated the wound with impressive speed, quickly bandaging it up. “Let's go!” he said.

the parking lot, leaving Xander still

named “Myka,” Xander's eyes narrowed slightly. It seemed that the direction Cayden had just pointed to was that. As if he had thought of something, the corners of his lips lifted in an incredulous smile. D*mn! Could Cayden have made himself so pale

brilliantly gilded wallpaper. Warm lotus wall lamps

gauze curtains, cradling a baby as exquisite as

he was greeted with such a

of the mother and child, one big and one

with intense

ever, though she

image of him. The little face was

baby. Aside

to the side, gazing fondly at

long, curled eyelashes occasionally fluttered and

“Um... Cayden...”

cheeks flushing slightly, leaving

undoubtedly, were the strongest catalyst, fueling all of Cayden's

shed his coat and

suddenly, a heavy object carrying a chill pressed down on her, shattering her beautiful

lips suddenly throbbed with pain, as if something had

mouth, but it seemed a moist tongue had slipped into it, hooking

Avery was utterly stunned.

she did, she

“C-Cayden?”

that moment, she wanted to scream. Her eyes were brimming with tears. “Is it really you? Is it truly you? Am I still

her hand on his face, gently saying, “It's me, silly girl. You're not dreaming. Feel my face. Can you sense my

Cayden's handsome face in a daze, murmuring, “So, I'm not dreaming, you really came back... Where have you been? Do

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