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Chapter 279 What Does It Matter What Identity I Have?

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Beatrice knew very well that she couldn't match his strength, and moreover, there could be someone passing by in the corridor outside the bathroom at any time. She didn't want people to see.

She took a deep breath and nodded, pretending to be calm, "I'll go with you."

The man pulled her into the stairwell.

The

wide-open

window

howled with gusts of cold wind, and Beatrice

shivered

involuntarily.

Caden closed the window without a word, leaning against the windowsill, and casually took out a cigarette box from his pocket.

He used to have this habit of smoking.

So Beatrice did not overthink to the point of thinking he was afraid of catching a cold.

But the next second, Caden did not light the cigarette, he just played with it.

He slowly raised his gaze and stared at Beatrice, his dark eyes intense and cold: "I should have warned you not to get involved in this matter."

Beatrice's jaw tightened, stubbornly clenching her teeth as she forcefully turned her head, avoiding Caden's gaze.

"Interfere? Wasn't it you who dragged me into this? Is it not too late to say such things now? Do you expect me to obediently wait to be slaughtered?" "So what? Your retaliation is to secretly film and peep? If caught, do you know the

"It has nothing to do with you," Beatrice said firmly.

consequences?"

As the words fell, the cigarette in Caden's hand snapped, and the tobacco scattered and fell between the two of them.

When Beatrice regained consciousness, the man approached her step by step, not stopping until he had cornered her against the wall.

Until his warm breath fell on her face, his presence was dominant and intense, as if he wanted to surround and intercept her.

Beatrice immediately raised her hand and placed it between the two of them, pushing hard twice, but the man in front of her remained unmoved.

He held the almost crushed cigarette butt, discreetly staring at her: "Has nothing to do with me? Then who does it have to do with? Odin? He knows about your mother being in the hospital, and you trust him so much?" Beatrice

anger

as eyes

"Did him,

you

follow us?"

stunned, was

flashed in her

she stared at

"Us? What is our relationship?" Caden stared at her, unknown emotions surging in his eyes, and his tone was unusually aggressive.

Beatrice no longer avoided, looking directly into Caden's dark eyes. "Friend, what are we to each other? Although I don't remember anything, everyone remains silent about our past relationship. Why is that? Do you dare to say?" anymore."

"Mr. Caden, don't forget, I was kicked out by the Baldwin family, you're not even my uncle

"In the past, you wouldn't admit it, and now you still won't admit it. In the future, you will even less likely admit it. So what right do you have and what identity do you have to control me?"

The stairwell echoed with Beatrice's questioning, one after another, but it only made the surrounding silence more terrifying.

Caden's eyes were swept by a cold light, with a sinister gaze tinged with paranoia.

He hoarsely said, "I didn't want to be your uncle in the first place."

Beatrice's

heart skipped

beat, a

and her body

instinctively

pressed

tightly against the wall.

Caden stared at her for a few seconds, lifted her hand, and placed a cellphone into it.

"Beatrice, don't meddle in things that shouldn't be meddled with."

Beatrice glanced at her phone and incredulously touched the empty phone, only then could she believe that it was her own phone.

Her palm tightened gradually, and her fingertips trembled as she unlocked the phone.

All the evidence she had just found was completely erased.

Beatrice's shoulders drooped heavily, and no matter how hard she tried to breathe, she felt a lump in her chest. She lowered her gaze and looked at the shadows of the two people on the ground, unable to help but smile, but the smile and lips were cold. They could never achieve a balance between them.

At

that

Beatrice caught moment,

a glimpse of

a

figure flashing through the crack

of

the

stairwell

door.

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She tied her head back, took a step closer to Caden, and reached out her hand to stroke the collar of his suit

Almost simultaneously, Caden grasped her chin, pulled her closer, and Я low laughter escaped from his throat.

"Beatrice, your acting has finally improved a bit, laut do you really think I Cafe about what others see?

After saying that, he leaned down and kissed her.

Beatrice was taken aback and immediately said, "Ms. Soder."

Caden stopped and also let go of her.

Beatrice was both sad and amused, and she reached out to pat his collar, saying, "Mr. Caden, you got some hair on you."

She looked at him and continued with a smile, "Mr. Caden, if you can't afford anything, then don't meddle in other people's affairs, otherwise... when people are pushed to their limits, they can really do anything."

She took advantage of Caden's momentary daze and pushed him away from the stairwell.

Just as I reached the door of the VIP room, Odin and Bella opened it and came out.

Bella

looked slightly surprised

and asked,

"Beatrice,

what happened? Why do you look SO pale?

Beatrice really wanted to say it was nothing, but she was almost unable to pretend anymore, so she just stood there, clutching her hands tightly.

Bella noticed something and instinctively looked down at her hands, only to catch a glimpse of something on her sleeve, causing her to pause for a moment.

But before she could see clearly, Odin raised his hand and covered Beatrice's arm.

"I took you out for some fresh air,"

Bella averted her gaze and nodded, "You guys go, I'll wait for Mr. Caden."

I heard that Beatrice felt suppressed and walked away immediately.

When she got outside, she realized that there were some cigarette ashes on her sleeve.

She looked at Odin and quickly explained, "This is..."

Odin chuckled and interrupted, "Beatrice, I'm not here to interrogate you, I just feel like Jakob isn't the right person for you, he seems a bit off."

Beatrice pursed her lips and bravely asked, "Did you not find Ms. Lezon strange as well?"

"Are you saying that she was too proactive

Look, everyone can see that Angie is being targeted.

Only Caden made her endure.

Why bother?

Beatrice

about your wedding?" Odin

hit

the

nail

on the head.noveldrama

nodding slightly,

wanting to

see his reaction

before

deciding

what to

say.

gazed at Odin,

Odin's smile did not fade as he spoke softly, "I was already grown up when my mother passed away, and being a boy, my father also advised me to keep my distance from Angie. So, in comparison, I am more grateful to Angie. I appreciate her for giving Bella the kind of affection that us men cannot provide."

He and Angie had a close relationship, as described in a few sentences.

Grateful, but not exactly a family bond.

However, he would consider Bella.

Beatrice hesitated for a few seconds and said, "I don't want

to hurt anyone, don't worry."

Odin sighed and raised his hand as if he wanted to touch her cheek, but in the end, he just gently stroked her hair.

"Beatrice, I was afraid you would hurt yourself."

I heard that Beatrice suddenly looked up and locked eyes with Odin.

He had a smile in his eyes, calm and collected, with a hint of tenderness in his phoenix-like eyes, as he watched her from a distance, separated by a gust of wind.

It felt like a dream.

Beatrice moved her lips, about to speak, when footsteps came from beside her. She immediately politely stepped back.

Bella walked out, chatting with Caden and Angie, arm in arm.

The Seiner family, especially Jakob, had an unpleasant expression on their faces as they looked at Beatrice, as if their eyes were filled with

venom.

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However, he didn't say much and

They completely

ignored Beatrice, as if

exchanged a

few

today they were

leaving with Gillian

casual greetings before

accompanying Bella to try on Wedding dresses.

Beatrice was also unwilling to deal with them,

80 she watched as

the two of them left and then prepared to

leave.

"I will accompany you," Odin suggested.

Beatrice did not refuse: "Okay."

She

followed Odin and left, but the

gaze

behind her followed her

like a

shadow.