Chapter 147 It's None of My Business

Beatrice felt a sudden tightness in her chest.

By the time she noticed Oscar's strange look, it was already too late.

Oscar gave Jessie a look.

When Jessie pulled hard as Beatrice was pulling back her scarf, Beatrice almost fell down.

Although she managed to steady herself in the end, the bite marks on her neck were exposed to Xander.

Jessie grabbed her hand and pointed at the bite mark, saying, "Dad, look! I didn't lie to you! This is the evidence of her fooling around with Caden! It's clearly a man's bite mark!"

Beatrice covered her neck and retorted, "No! It has nothing to do with Uncle Caden!"

"You keep saying it's irrelevant, but why did you get into bed with Caden in the first place! Don't tell me it was an accident, we know very well about your dirty secrets! You're just like your mother! Always trying to climb up by relying on whoever has money!" Jessie became more and more excited as she spoke, and she directly involved Monica as well.

Beatrice quickly stepped forward as she saw Ryan about to stand up.

She didn't want to burden Ryan and Monica, as they were already having a hard time in the Baldwin family.

"Mrs. Jessie Baldwin, what benefit do you gain from me and Uncle Caden getting into some kind of trouble? Why do you keep holding onto us?"

"Also, does my teeth mark bear the name of Uncle Caden? I am an adult, don't I have the right to have my own personal life? Don't forget that I am not the Baldwin family! You can't control me!"

Her anger was provoked, and she didn't care about any formalities.

"Beatrice,

mind your words and actions!" Xander

Actions speak louder than words.

reprimanded displeasedly.

She had already obediently left the Baldwin family, and followed his instructions to be a proper

guest.

This time, it was nothing more than another warning to her, constantly reminding her.

Is it interesting?

She forced a bitter smile and said, "Sir, did I say something wrong? My last name is Lindsey, did you forget?"

With a loud bang, Xander slammed the table and stood up.

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The sound echoed above the restaurant, making one's heart pound along with it. "Indeed, you are an untamed white wolf! But don't forget, both supported by the Baldwin family all these years!" "Today, if you didn't explain the marks on your neck clearly, you wouldn't be able to leave!" "You can leave if you want, both of you, mother and daughter, just get out of here!" Xander spoke and pointed at Monica, whose face had turned pale.

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"Dad! I disagreed!" Ryan hugged Monica and spoke with patience.

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stuck in her throat.

Xander didn't even look at him, snorted coldly, and his mind

Beatrice bit her lip, trying to swallow the humiliation stuck in While enduring, the gaze inevitably swept towards Caden.

He had no reaction, not even looking at her, just twirling his finger ring, calm and composed.

It seemed as if everything was unrelated to him.

She always knew that he was a heartless person!

Beatrice closed her eyes, feeling numbness in her limbs, as if floating in the sea, with only weakness and helplessness left.

She opened her mouth dryly and said, "Yes..."

"It was me."

Oscar propped himself up and walked up to Beatrice, smiling at her.

So gentle, so tender.

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poisoned

arrows.

What he handed An arrow pierced Beatrice's body, rendering her unable to struggle. Ignoring Beatrice's distraction, he grabbed her hand and stood in front of Xander and Caden, with deep affection and solemnity. "It was me who was with Beatrice. Grandfather... Uncle Caden."

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Beatrice looked dazed, and the sudden panic made her mind feel somewhat disoriented

to chance

resist. Oscar

tightly held But his demeanor was affectionate. "Uncle Caden, Grandfather, I was embarrassed to admit it earlier, and if you think it's against the rules, I can kneel down again, but it won't change my feelings for Beatrice. I hope Uncle Caden and Grandfather can give us their blessings." Xander remained silent with a stern face, but he kept his gaze fixed on Caden, waiting for him to speak up. Beatrice lowered her head and looked at her blood-soaked palm, but she couldn't feel any pain. Because she had already been miserable enough and in pain.

But the fatal blow still came.

Caden's eyes swept over Beatrice like an abyss, on his calm face, there was only endless coldness

and chill.

"It had nothing to do with me."

The scars on the palm were rubbed repeatedly on the fabric of the jacket, and tiny particles embedded deep into the flesh, but Beatrice had long been numb. Oscar took the stiff Beatrice in his arms and smiled, saying, "Thank you, Uncle Caden, for making

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If someone from outside saw it, they would think he had deep feelings for Beatrice. Only Beatrice knew that he said this just to defeat someone. Unfortunately, he was really out of line.

Caden didn't care about her at all.

Xander's gaze lingered on Beatrice and Oscar, but he wasn't as furious as he had been when he found out that Beatrice had been secretly seeing Caden. He just said, "You will never be able to! The Baldwin family cannot accept just anyone."

Whatever?

Beatrice clenched her fingers, pressing her fingertips into the palm of her hand, the pain intensifying and leaving her unable to argue any further.

The dazzling lights fell down, piercing through her body, as if she was about to shatter in the next second.

They have made use of what they should have made use of, and they have learned the lessons they should have learned.

She could leave the stage.

Beatrice looked at the people sitting in front of her and said with lowered eyes, "I understand, so I'll leave first and not disturb your family dinner." She turned around and left.

Monica looked around at the people with red eyes and immediately followed.

""Beatrice!"

Xander didn't care about missing Beatrice and simply said, "You guys go ahead and eat, Caden, come with me for a moment."

Study room.

Xander sat down unhappily and raised his hand to rub his temples.

"Caden, how do you think Beatrice and Oscar dealt with it?"

Caden slowly sat down and, in front of Xander, lowered his gaze and lit a cigarette. Through a thin layer of mist, he said lightly, "Dad, you don't need to repeatedly test me." Xander was skeptical and asked, "What do mean?" ""Beatrice."

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He slowly took off the heir's ring and played with it in his hand, layer after layer of white mist covering the expression in his eyes until it disappeared.

Xander squinted his eyes.

Caden handed the ring to Xander and said, "Unless one day I don't want this anymore, maybe I'll be willing."

Xander sighed with relief. Which man would be willing to give up the pinnacle of

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"Put it on, this is your ID. As for Oscar..."

The conversation was not finished yet when an additional document appeared in front of Xander.

The words "acquisition" stands out prominently.

"I thought you would let him off the hook like before, but unfortunately he hasn't made any progress!" Xander said regretfully, but his hand was stroking the acquisition contract with satisfaction.

"The disobedient person doesn't need to stay," Caden said coldly.

Xander nodded, "Let's go eat first."

"I didn't eat, I have something to do."

Just two minutes after Caden left, a figure cautiously walked in. "Grandpa, please, help me."

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On a

a late autumn night, the desolation was lingering and couldn't be dispersed. The drizzle suddenly arrived and fell gently on Beatrice's face.

Soon, her hair was dripping with water and her fingertips were oozing blood, but she still didn't quicken her pace, just aimlessly walking on the road.

I don't know how long it had passed when a car stopped beside me, and its headlights wer flashing all the time.

Beatrice continued to walk without stopping, until she heard the steady footsteps of a man approaching from behind.

"Get in the car."

As the words fell, a cold light flashed.

Beatrice's fruit knife stabbed straight towards the man.