Chapter 247 That's a Lifetime

Beatrice stood in front of the brightly lit villa, raised her hand, and then put down

Is it him?

When she put her hand down again, the door was opened by winnerne, and Keith walked cat slowly

"Ms. Lindsey, Mr. Caden is waiting for you."

"Wait for me? Does he know that I was coming? Peatrice was slightly surprised. Keith didn't say it explicitly, he just made a gesture of asking,

Beatrice hesitated for a moment but still went inside, watching as the familiar house from her memories grew closer and closer.

Contradictory emotions surged within her, plunging her into a whirlpool of confusion.

What should she say if it was really Caden who saved her?

As she was thinking, she had already stood in the hall.

Looking at the familiar arrangement, Beatrice didn't have time to examine it closely as she heard the footsteps of a man coming up the stairs behind her.

She denched her fist and turned around with determination.

Caden must have just taken a bath, wearing a black bathrobe with the front open, his tight and smooth skin glistening with a layer of stearn.

All four limbs moved freely.

Not to mention gunshot wounds, there wasn't even a trace of friction with other Beatrice froxe for a moment, her heart hanging tightly, and then suddenly dropped heavily She should be grateful that she wasn't Caden, so she wouldn't owe him anything.

But...

At that moment, she couldn't express her feelings in words, and she struggled to restrain herself to maintain a calm expression on her face. "Uncle Caden."

"Sit down."

Caden casually fastened his belt and,noveldrama

Click.

as he sat down, there was a cigarette between his fingers.

The flame of the lighter flickered, casting a reflection on his face, revealing a faint paleness on his deep and weathered countenance.

The white smoke of tobacco drifted over, and Beatrice snapped back to reality, lowering her and shaking her head, "No, I won't disturb your rest."

She turned around as soon as the words fell.

A cold voice of a man came from behind.

"Can your mother wait?"

gaze

Beatrice stopped and looked

"What do you say?"

him incredulously, "What

"What do you mean?"

Caden lifted his gaze, coldly staring at her, while playing with a lighter in his hand that rested on

his knee.

Beatrice only then understood the true meaning of Keith's words, "Mr. Caden is waiting for you." She clenched her hands tightly, fingertips deeply embedded in her palms. The pain made it difficult for her to breathe, yet she still couldn't suppress the overwhelming bitterness that welled

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"So... you already knew that Sir Baldwin had the police bother my mom? And you also knew that I would definitely come to beg you?" "Yes.

The man's voice was low and cold, his face hidden behind a thin layer of white mist, his expression obscure and increasingly intimidating. Like П dormant beast, it waited silently for its prey to fall into its

And Beatrice was the prey.

trap.

But what's ironic is that just a few minutes ago, she was moved and conflicted because Caden might have saved her.

The feeling of shame, which was accompanied by being played with, tore at her body.

""What if I didn't want to?"

"Beatrice, you

had no choice."

His words dragged Beatrice into the deep abyss, and the feeling of being immersed instantly engulfed her.

As the mist filled the air, tears welled up in her eyes. She slowly closed her eyes, and her breath trembled uncontrollably.

A few seconds later, Beatrice opened her eyes and looked at him, her gaze dim and her expression tinged with self-mockery. "Don't worry

Uncle Caden, I will surrender myself without you having to trouble."

She did consider asking Caden to save Monica, but in that instant just now, she changed her

mind.

Three million, ten years in prison.

With Xander's ability, perhaps the plot could have been

could have been even more

severe.

Finally, there was no Beatrice in this world anymore.

She lowered her shoulders and turned away.

But as soon as she took a step, the man's aggressive breath suddenly blew on the back of her neck, sending shivers down her spine.

Without waiting for her reaction, the man trapped her body with his arms, slightly leaned over, and his scorching lips landed on her ear.

In the midst of breathing, his voice sounded without any ripples.

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"Beatrice, if you dare to do this, the next one to go in will be your mother. After all, three million will be directly deposited into her account without her knowledge Who would believe we Beatrice stared blankly for a moment, slowly turned around, and looked at Caden in disbelief. She had been silent for a long time, but her heart had already been on the verge of collapsing, Beatrice remained silent for a minute, and when she spoke again, her voice was almost screaming.

"Why do you have to force me?"

"Why can't you let me go?"

"What kind of person do you want to see me become before you are satisfied?"

"I used to be obedient, but everyone bullied me. I resisted, and then you thought I was too stubborn!"

"I was also a human! I was a human!"

Her neck veins bulged, her pale checks turned a strange shade of red, and her chest heaved with intensity as she glared at the man in front of her with resentment in her eyes. He... remained deeply calm and restrained.

At this moment, time seemed to stand still, and he turned a blind eye to her pain and struggle. Caden calmly lifted her cheek, her eyes shimmering briefly before fading away.

So fast that it feels like an illusion.

He said in a low, cold and slow voice, "Beatrice, why should I let you go?" The scorching and oppressive aura fell upon Beatrice's face, and she wanted to dodge, but the man forced her to make eye contact.

His ink-black eyes were filled with paranoid crimson, and he fiercely kissed her lips. Beatrice struggled frantically, pounding her fists against his body.

Suddenly, the man's lips trembled against hers, and then he grabbed her wrist, imprisoning her in.

his embrace.

"Stay, or both you and your daughter will go

to jail, to jail, what do you say?"

Beatrice had her back turned to Caden. Although she couldn't see his expression, it was easy to tell from his cold tone that he had little patience left.

She clenched her hand tightly, her heart growing colder little by little, and she no longer struggled. Even if she didn't come today, Caden still had a "Stayed."

Beatrice struggled to say these two words with all her might.

a way

way to

to make her agree.

She lifted her gaze and looked around, a cage that had imprisoned her for eight years, once again trapping her.

And the man behind her still did not let her

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"Went upstairs to take a shower.

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Beatrice didn't say a word, slowly went upstairs, her figure so frail that it made people feel

for her.

sorry

The man behind her looked at her, a hint of strangeness flickering in his eyes, but quickly concealed within a deep darkness. His handsome face, cold and indifferent, turned pale.

He took a step, his body swaying and falling, but luckily Keith quickly stepped forward and caught

him.

""Mr. Caden."

"Shut up!" Caden lowered his voice, 'Go to the study."

First floor study room.

As soon as I opened the door, the smell of blood hit me.

Brend stood wearing a mask and gloves, with his white coat already stained with large patches of blood.

The ground was also covered in blood-soaked gauze.

Caden was helped to sit down, and Brend quickly stepped forward to untie the belt. The seemingly unharmed body, upon closer inspection, revealed a patch of skin on the side of the waist that had unexpectedly peeled off. Brend carefully peeled off the fake skin, and the freshly stitched wound started to bleed again, trickling steadily.

He looked serious and said, "I need to stitch it up again, but we don't have enough anesthesia, Come with me to the hospital."

Caden picked up the half-empty glass of alcohol he hadn't finished earlier and tilted his head back to gulp it down.

"Sew it. It's not the first time anyway."

"You...crazy person!"

Brend cursed under his breath, but quickly focused all his attention on stitching up the wound.

Fortunately, he was fast and steady, and the bleeding from the wound stopped. After tending to the wound, Keith quickly tidied up the gauze and medical waste on the ground. "I went to cook."

After Keith left, Brend placed a small dish filled with bullets in front of Caden.

"To deal with a little girl, they even used a hitman. All the markings on the bullets and guns were polished off. The person you caught is also an undocumented immigrant, with no evidence to hold onto."

"He always did things like this."

Caden had a cigarette between his lips, and he lit it with one hand.

The smoke billowed, making the already deep facial features appear even paler and more. ethereal, making them unrealistically beautiful.

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Brend lowered his head and wiped the bloodstains off his hands with an alcohol wipe. His eyes darted around before finally focusing on Caden.

When he spoke, his tone carried a hint of persuasion.

"What are you going to do? Beatrice is just an ordinary person. You can help her hide once or twice, but what about afterwards? Are you going to make her hide for the rest of her life?"

This is my place, others couldn't come in," Caden said, his eyes gleaming with determination.

Brend was taken aback, "You... you want to confine her here? But you're getting married! How will she face the outside world? Can you really keep her trapped here for the rest of her life?" Caden's eyes lacked any warmth, and his tone showed no hint of emotion. "That was for a lifetime."