Chapter 218:

Alicia's assistant could no longer keep her smile.

"We understand our place.

Your time is very valuable, Mr.

Tingey.

I'm sure you wouldn't want to waste it on us.

"

Mr Tingey grimaced.

“She lacks support and connections.

How long can she really survive in this industry? I can’t wait to see her embarrassed.

Alice's assistant fought the urge to retort, but held her tongue, aware that Alice still felt ill.

Without further ado, she turned and walked away.

Caden, who had heard him, looked away and got into his car.

Yolanda, sensing his discontent, asked softly, “What’s bothering you, Caden?”

They had just returned from an important meeting with a research manager, followed by a long conversation over dinner, but there were still unresolved issues.

Yolanda, always willing to help, said: “I will investigate this further when we get back and try to find a solution quickly.

Caden switched on the ignition, his face unreadable.

“This isn’t your problem.

Yolanda thought briefly about her previous encounter with Alicia.

Alice had turned up quite untidy.

It had been unexpected.

Yolanda commented: “When I first met Miss Bennett, I assumed she was nothing more than a spoiled heiress.

But I was wrong.

She is truly dedicated to her career.

That is unusual for someone of her background.

Caden's expression darkened.

down, choosing instead to take on those

a waste

Caden silently walked

Mr.

vehicle was ahead, and Caden kept

light, Caden pulled out his phone and quickly sent

a sports car weaved through traffic and collided with the

Mr.

of the car, cursing

of the sports car grabbed a stick from the passenger side and hit

hard in

Tingey screamed in agony: “Who are you?” but

the softer areas of

were not fatal, but

the scene with a distant expression, as if he were a

a significant amount of alcohol, and her medication had not worked, causing an allergic

to

was put on medication and slept

second day, the IV was

for the gallery took

artists and signed

all this,

he decided not

at the office, Hank reported

listened intently, his expression unreadable, and then looked

her sort out her problems, but after looking over the documents, he saw that

of

recent efforts had landed him contracts with almost all of the artists, so only

he

folder with

are you busy

thought for a

the

would complain about having

he had witnessed

He pursed his lips.

they come,”

Hank didn't answer.

his mind, he could have said the same thing about

He reminded Caden, “Mr.

still plan to

coldly, “Why wouldn’t

“What

Bennett needs your help?”

wouldn’t want me at

feeling a tightness in

two aren’t even in a relationship, and yet you act

Caden’s expression hardened.

“What did you say?”

softened

you a

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