"Aren't you embarrassed to do it in front of Inston?" Emily whispered. Cayden shook his head. "I actually want to provoke him. If he also wants to kiss a girl, he has to get up quickly." Emily chuckled softly. She was shy, but when Cayden bit her lips, she kissed him back. Right at that time, Orion came in with a disheveled expression. Emily startled. "Orion?" She quickly got down from the table she had been sitting on. "Please don't misunderstand. Cayden just—" "Let's discuss that later. Now you have more important matters to handle," Orion interrupted with a serious expression. Emily's eyes instantly narrowed. "Did Russell cause trouble again?" "Not Russell but ...." Orion handed her the phone. Seeing the title of an article, Emily's jaw dropped, her eyes widened in disbelief. "Who published this article?" she asked with a high arch of her eyebrows. She didn't want to read any further. After just a few sentences, her chest was already burning. "Actually, it's not
Emily looked down. She forgot that from the wheelchair, Cayden could see her expression more clearly. "Do you still think about those people?" Cayden glanced at her arm. He knew what Emily hid behind her waist. "Do you want to tell me about your annoyance? I promise I won't be offended." He nodded reassuringly then. Since Emily still didn't answer, he reached out his hand. "If you have trouble telling me, just give me the hints. I can learn it myself." Emily knew she couldn't avoid him. Biting her lip, she put her phone in Cayden's hand. "Defender of truth?" Cayden laughed when he read Emily's fake account name. "I thought they're too noisy. So, I wanted to silence them a bit." While smiling, Cayden read the comments. He sighed in amusement every time he found a reply from Emily. After he finished, he looked at her with great emotions. "You really don't like other people talking about me, hmm?" Emily's lips pursed, her hands intertwined in front of her stomach. "I actu
Since returning from T City, Emily had become more enthusiastic about working on her projects. She monitored all process carefully, and made sure the finished product was perfect. Even though she was busy, she still made time to contact Cayden. Occasionally, she also contacted Summer and Sky, without the other's knowledge of course. "Look at this, guys. Isn't it perfect?" Emily showed a shirt in front of her phone camera. Sky and Summer simultaneously leaned their heads forward. The screen was full of their faces. "Is that what Cayden will wear?" "Oh, I think Uncle Cayden would look really cool at the photo shoot." Emily laughed at the expressions of the mother and daughter. "I do think so. Do you guys like the design?" Sky and Summer nodded. "It looks cool. I think the material you used is comfortable," Sky said. "And soft! I think it would be good as a blanket!" Summer exclaimed. Sky spontaneously nudged her daughter's arm. "Summer, that's a shirt. Why do you want
"Welcome to the Savior, My Prince, and this is my office," Emily spread her arms, presenting her favorite room. Cayden entered while chuckling. He liked her enthusiasm and bright smile. "Your room is very nice, Princess. You must be comfortable working here." Cayden looked around. All items were neatly arranged, including the mannequins lined up on one side. "Is that what I'll wear later?" he pointed out. Emily nodded. "Is it good? You can try it later." "The design is cool. I think the material is comfortable too." Emily chuckled at the comment. "You know? Summer thought so too. She said, that shirt would be comfortable as a blanket." "Blanket?" Cayden widened his eyes. "She said your shirt would be very wide when being spread out, like a blanket." Shaking his head in amusement, Cayden continued his observations. What caught his attention the most were the figures on the walls. The contents were not photos of people, but design guides and basic things. "You know
"Why would I care if Ace didn't like it? She has no right to control my attitude," Louis said while scratching his nose. Cayden smiled at his awkwardness. "You really don't care about her? I thought you came here because you wanted to ask how she was doing." Louis' eyebrows rose to press against his forehead. While pursing his lips, he fixed his sitting position. "I'm here because I still respect my sister's choice. You came from afar. Of course I have to welcome you. But," Louis hesitated, "how is your cousin? Is she doing well?" Cayden almost laughed. "Why don't you contact her directly? Haven't you saved her contact?" Louis' expression turned sullen. Grace did not reply to his messages. He suspected that Cayden knew about that. "Aren't you happy if I approach your cousin?" "Not me, but your sister. If I may give you advice, think again. Is Ace really the right girl for you?" Louis rolled his eyes like a teenager who didn't like being advised by his parents. "Tsk, th
"Do you know?" Brandon said in a low, hoarse voice. "I've liked Emily since I first saw her on the news. I even gave her a flower on our first day of school." The next second, he chuckled, his head bowed slightly. "Unfortunately, she refused the flower from me. Maybe because I was too young, I wasn't heartbroken at that time. I kept trying to get close to her, until finally, we became friends." Cayden did not reply. Instead, he intertwined his fingers in front of his stomach. His back leaned against the sofa. It was like he was watching an exciting movie. "One day after the holidays, Louis came with bad news. He said, Emily met you. You two promised to meet again in 20 years, and intended to date. That was the first time my heart was broken." "You were very small at that time, but you had thought about love?" Cayden said making Brandon smile wryly. "Have you never watched TV? That was one of my entertainments in the past. From the TV shows, I thought that loving someone wa
"My Prince ...." Emily returned to her room with a cheerful face. She immediately sat next to Cayden, her hands on her lap. "Are you bored of waiting? Sorry, I was also doing other works. So today, I'm not busy anymore. We can relax and chat now. Oh?" Emily's gaze fell on the empty cup on the table. "You drank coffee? Are you that bored that you finished two cups?" Cayden shook his head in amusement. "Not just me. Brandon too." "Brandon?" Emily's eyes widened. She tried to filter out which Brandon Cayden meant. None of the employees had that name. "You mean, Brandon Young?" she asked doubtfully. Getting a nod from Cayden, Emily gasped. Her hand rose to cover her mouth. "Why did he come here? He didn't beat you up, right? Are you okay?" Emily examined Cayden's face from all sides. "But I don't think it's possible for Brandon to beat you. Even though he is a person with a high obsession and passion, he never uses violence. So, what is he doing here?" she continued. Ins
Emily sat with her head bowed, her fingers squeezed together. Cold sweat beaded on the nape of her neck. She regretted having provoked Cayden earlier. Beside Emily, Cayden sat in a similar pose. His gaze dropped. He didn't dare look at Frank or Kara. His forehead felt hot. He could imagine how the eyes of those two people fell on that spot. "Emily," Frank's voice shook Emily's guts, "can you explain what just happened?" Emily peeked out from under her eyebrows. Her face was sad. "Sorry, Dad. Please don't be prejudiced against Cayden. I was the one who kissed—" "Sorry, Sir," Cayden interrupted, making everyone flinch. "Please forgive my carelessness. I admit I shouldn't have done something like that. I should have respected Emily more." "Do you guys do this often?" Emily stared wide-eyed. "D-doing what?" "Putting your lips together like that. How many times have you done that?" Emily's lips pursed, her breath hitched. "Not so often. Only a few times," she answered in a