Chapter 447
She was a person who could be sacrificed for him anytime and anywhere.
Beatrice’s heart swelled, and she said coldly, “I forgot, you were my uncle.”
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Hearing this, Caden narrowed his eyes, emotions surged in his eyes, and finally unable to bear it any longer, he firmly held the back of her head and fiercely kissed her again.
Breaths intertwined, the sense of losing control froze between her lips and teeth, leaving no room for her to resist even a bit.
Until Beatrice lost her strength and could only let him take, a low moan escaped from her throat.
“Um…”
Caden’s breath became erratic as he grabbed her waist and whispered hoarsely, “Beatrice, you will drive me crazy.”
Beatrice frowned, wanting to say something, but when her body leaned against the wall, her back hurt.
Sigh…
Caden sighed helplessly and pulled her to sit down.“Turn around, I’ll apply some medicine to your wound.”
Beatrice wanted to refuse, but her body weakly sat down.
Caden picked up the iodine on the table and wiped the wound on her back.
Minor skin injury, not serious.
But Caden’s gaze grew even colder.
Beatrice had great skin, so smooth that even her pores were invisible. The natural hair on her body was also very light and fine, and even under the light, no flaws could be found.
Now, however, there is an additional long bloodstain, which has marred the perfection of the entire painting.
Caden took out his phone and sent a message to Keith.
“No need to show mercy.”
Beatrice noticed that the person behind her didn’t move and anxiously tugged at the torn clothes behind her, asking, “Are you okay?”
A moment later, she had an extra coat on her shoulder.
This clothing looks the same as the one Madelynn wore during the day.
She didn’t hesitate to pull down her coat and give it to him, saying, “No need, I’m not cold.”
Caden furrowed his brow, but upon seeing her pale face, he seemed to understand something.
“Not that…”
No sooner had the words been spoken, the sound of a siren suddenly rang out from outside the restaurant.
Beatrice panicked and got up:“What’s going on? Why are there police cars?”
Caden got up
and walked to the window, pulled back the curtains and took a glance, then he pulled Beatrice over. He held her face and slightly leaned forward, “You knew nothing, understand?”
Beatrice hesitated for a moment, but then nodded.
Caden pointed again at the black shirt on the table, just like Beatrice’s: “Put it on and
go back.”
Beatrice nodded and, after changing her clothes in the bathroom, she immediately walked towards the private room door.
When she opened the door, she turned her head to look at Caden.
He stood by the window expressionlessly and lit a cigarette, his expression hidden behind the white mist, making it difficult to fathom. Once Beatrice left, Caden dialed Keith’s phone number.
