Chapter 137 The Taste Experienced

Caden's breath fell along with his words, warming Beatrice's cheeks.

She turned her head away with a guilty conscience.

Sure enough, he knew everything.

Mer

Beatrice cautiously took a step to the side, trying to avoid his breath, but as she turned, there was an extra arm in front of her.

She could only stand still in her place obediently, as the floor she was about to go to was approaching quickly.

But Caden seemed to see through her thoughts, leaning forward and breathing hotly onto her face.

She could even feel his scorching breath flowing beneath her nose.

Her breath, her body, were all surrounded by his breath, making her back sweat.

Lost in thought, he raised his hand and ran it through the strands of hair falling on her cheek, cradling her face.

"Hmm?" Caden inquired with a low tone.

"... ..."

Beatrice didn't know what to say for a moment.

"Since you said that I had inserted the

had inserted the room card, shouldn't I do something?"

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Beatrice suddenly looked up, he actually knew even the room card!

Although his voice was calm, she felt an unprecedented sense of oppression, even her breathing became rapid. said, "Is it chaotic?"

Caden half-closed his eyes, the light flickering, and softly said, "Is it

""Did not..."

Beatrice was about to deny it when he turned his head and stared at her, leaning in and their lips touched.

Ding! The elevator arrived.

Beatrice thought she was saved

and pushed the person in front of her.

Little did he know, he simply raised an eyebrow and lifted her up, turned around, and closed the elevator door. "You!"

Beatrice felt that she was still too inexperienced to deal with Caden, it was like a lamb walking into a tiger's den.

She looked at her legs stuck to his waist and angrily pounded his shoulders.

gaze

became

even

more

intense.

not feel pain, but his In the midst of entanglement, the elevator reached

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there was a floral fragrance in the cold

she caught a glimpse of the blooming flowers

of her, pulling her into the garden

reclining semi-enclosed seats made people feel as if they were lying in

seat, downstairs looks like

"Um."

she needed to be serious, so she restrained herself and

need some time to make

while, the waiter brought a small hotpot

Caden poured a

a cup of tea to relieve the alcohol, there's no rush for anything else at

you know that I had been drinking?" Beatrice looked at

paused, raising his cup, and looked

"Tasted."

turned red, even though she was sitting outdoors, she felt so hot that she wanted to take off her coat. She

""Hot, hot..."

person opposite her moved in front of her and seemed to sigh

mouth."

her lips and

at all. He pressed her chin and made her lips slightly

two of them looked at

surrounding wind ceased, everything became quiet, his eyes were deep like ink, as if they couldn't see the bottom. Her fingertips curled, and she

There were two waiters standing not far away, and Beatrice was trembling with fear, showing strong resistance. He stopped, his

sat up straight, facing the sunlight outside the

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"Um."

Meru

a little distance away,

The sun

very hot on the body, very

two cups of

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Banquet Hall.

downstairs

began.

and Jessie greeted the guests one by one, almost

and looked at Jessie, saying, "Mom, where is Uncle? How come he's

realize that

too

all.

"Could it

She approached Mrs. Powell to inquire, but Mrs. Powell knew nothing at Jessie and Oscar exchanged a glance, feeling a bit uneasy in their hearts. They comforted the guests and turned around to go find someone. Little did I know, Madelynn and Amanda

Jessie Baldwin, Mr. Oscar, long time no see. Congratulations to the Powell Group this time. By the way, why can't I find Mr. Powell? I wanted to

exclaimed, "What

Beatrice?

Why

would

my

be uncle

with

it seems that there was some mistake. However, Mr. Powell said he

dinner privately with Beatrice before, and today he said

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