In New York —
In the evening, Caden entered the house with an exhausted expression. They had returned just in the morning, but he hadn't gotten a chance to take a breather.
With his company struggling he had to rush straight there to handle the things. Although Aiden had withdrew his force, the aftermath this whole fiasco left on their name and reputation was hard to mend. It will not just take time but all great efforts.
Caden was willing to put the efforts, but it felt too humiliating. And he has only one name to blame for all this. And that was —
Aiden Winslow.
"Good evening, sir," the butler appeared shortly after to greet him back home. "Should I bring something for you?"
"There is no need of that." Caden dismissed. "Just allow me to rest a little in peace and that would be enough."
The butler nodded politely and then bowing, he retreated.
However, just as he took a few steps away, Caden remembered something. Stopping the butler, he asked, "Wait, where is Belle?"
