Chapter 885:

Yvonne scoffed. “And you think that’s something?”

Jolie continued, “That’s not all. She sold the gallery but became a shareholder in a major company. Now, her net worth rivals Mr. Ward’s.”

Stunned, Yvonne exclaimed, “What?”

Was Alicia really that wealthy? And if so, why had she kept such a low profile? Yvonne had never even heard of her!

Jolie, visibly proud of her knowledge, added, “Think about the type of person Mr. Ward is. Someone he couldn’t easily sway isn’t someone you can push around. Go home, Mrs. Ward, and don’t come back.”

Humiliated, Yvonne left Warrington.

Hearing the news, Caden thought that the ordeal was over. However, days later, he encountered Lucilla standing drenched in rain at his company’s entrance.

The rain was light, yet her thin clothes were soaked, giving her a forlorn appearance.

Hank suddenly remembered something and said, “She’s been here a while. The receptionist mentioned she wanted to see you, but since I didn’t recognize her, I got busy and forgot to inform you.”

Caden showed no interest and got into his car.

Lucilla hurried over.

As Caden coldly rolled up his window, he instructed Hank, “Have security escort her out.”

Lucilla pleaded desperately, “Caden, please, just a few minutes. I apologize for my aunt’s behavior toward Ms. Bennett. Don’t hold it against us. My father’s in deep trouble — he borrowed from loan sharks and can’t pay. They’re threatening him. Please, lend me the money to clear his debts.”

As she spoke, Lucilla slid down beside the car, kneeling in the rain, her dignity abandoned, begging, “I promise I’ll repay you, Caden. Please help us this time.”

Caden seemed unmoved at first.noveldrama

Then, inexplicably, he turned and looked at Lucilla through the rain-speckled car window. She looked frail and timid, which was striking at a time when pride was often paramount. Yet here she was, desperately begging for money.

Her eyes, hollow and resolute, were fueled not by emotion but by the stark necessity to endure. The intense pressure from her family was evident.

Soon after, security arrived to remove her. Frail and defeated, she could hardly resist.

“Caden, please, could you lend me some money? I promise I’ll repay you,” Lucilla begged.

Caden turned away with composure. “Hank, step out and deliver a message to her.”

After a brief hesitation, Hank exited the vehicle, grabbing an umbrella to shield Lucilla from the rain. He stooped down to whisper something to her.

Lucilla began to weep, but then, as she absorbed Hank’s words, she looked up in disbelief and questioned, “Really?”

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