When Love Turns to Ashes (Beatrice and Caden)

Chapter 259 Don't Ruin Mr. Caden's E...

Chapter 259 Don't Ruin Mr. Caden's Excitement

What else does Monica mention that Xander doesn't understand?

They smiled at each other.

"Ms. Lezon, this matter has been taken care of, I will give you what you want."

"Thank you, Sir Baldwin."

After chatting, Angie turned around to look in the direction Ryan and Monica had left.

Ryan, you will definitely regret choosing Monica!

***

Menu

On their way to the restaurant, Beatrice and Odin made a video call to Monica.

In the video, Monica and Ryan were being lovey-dovey, and she was too embarrassed to let Odin see. She briefly said a few words and then hung up. Odin coughed lightly and said, "They had a good relationship."

"Um." Beatrice nodded.

"You could actually do it."

Upon hearing the words, Beatrice turned around to look at Odin.

She said earnestly, "Mr. Soder, you also know my current situation, and I don't want to think about these things for now." "That will be temporary."

Odin was good at finding priorities.

Beatrice was a bit amused and frustrated.

Just as the car came to a stop, the conversation also came to an abrupt end.

The restaurant Odin chose was

on the top floor of the hotel, and it was said that the night view was very beautiful. Beatrice sat down and rested her chin on her hand, gazing out of the window, listening to the music, and enjoying everything. Odin ordered his meal and as he looked up, he saw Beatrice, her face radiating a dazzling glow, with a hint of blush on her fair complexion.

It couldn't help but make people stunned.

In a short while, the dishes were all served.

When Beatrice was about to eat, Keyon hurriedly walked over.

"Sir, there is a problem with a project right now, and the staff from the branch office hope that

"Now?" Odin frowned, showing displeasure on his face.

you can go there."

Beatrice put down her knife and fork and smiled, "Mr. Soder, you go ahead and busy yourself, I can always invite you next time."

"I will leave Keyon with you, and later I will have him take you back, Odin said, feeling concerned.

Beatrice shook her head, "No need, it's very convenient to take a taxi here, and you're not familiar with the roads in Chicago, so let Keyon give you a ride."

"Hmm." Odin pondered for a moment and eventually accepted Beatrice's proposal. "Give me a call if you need anything."

"Okay. Be careful on the way."

Beatrice waved her hand, watching Odin leave.

Afterwards, she began to eat the things on the table by herself.

Halfway through her meal, she noticed that the moon outside the window was particularly beautiful. Unfortunately, her photography skills

limited, and

no

were

matter

She

how she tried

the

searched, online for how take pictures

of the moon and happened to come across

"I checked in at the rooftop restaurant of Trump International Hotel, and the view here was absolutely stunning, especially the perfect spot taking photos at the outdoor bar."

capture

it,

pictures

didn't

turn

out

well.

a

nearby post.

for

restaurant

of

Trump

International

Hotel?

The moon happened to be in the photo, and even the camera settings were captured.

Beatrice's

eyes

lit

up,

wasn't she

at

the

top

floor

Turn left when you go out and there is an open-air bar.

11:17

36.8%noveldrama

During the New Year, she stayed in the hospital all the

a photo as a keepsake.

Thinking, Beatrice paid the bill and got

It is called an open-air bar, but it is

up

Menu

time and couldn't have a good time. Rarely having her own time, she also wanted to take

280 to

the

open-air bar.

ly the

Masterrace outside the bar.

It's winter now, and there is nobody, at all.

Beatrice stood outside for a few minutes and her legs went numb from the cold.

After taking the photo, as she was about to leave, a hand was placed on her shoulder.

"Beauty, what's the point of admiring the moon alone? I'll accompany you."

a moment

was

such

The man who was speaking was dressed in expensive attire, reeking of alcohol, and appeared to be someone not to be messed with.

Beatrice thought for

and felt that there

no need provoke anyone in

a place.

Moreover, this place is so upscale that if anything gets damaged, she won't be able to afford to compensate for it.

So she first pushed

the man's

then hand, and

took two

"Sir, you were drunk. My boyfriend is still waiting for me, so I'm leaving first."

away

She politely refused. Wealthy men care about their reputation and usually do not insist.

But she still miscalculated.

steps back to maintain distance.

The man took a sip from his glass and then sneered, "Pretend, keep pretending. I noticed you the moment you walked in, you are alone."

"He will be here soon," Beatrice said calmly.

"Sure, I would like to see when your boyfriend is coming."

The man was an old hand and was not fooled by Beatrice's tricks at all.

When Beatrice sensed

something

was

wrong,

she

Odin probably hadn't gone far.

But she waited and but there was no response.

The

man

seemed

have noticed her

immediately

pressed

Odin's

in phone

her

bag.

nervousness

and slowly

approached,

pointing

inside

the

bar.

"My friend was at that table, shall we have a drink together?"

"No, I already said that my boyfriend will be here soon," Beatrice refused.

The man's face instantly turned cold: "Rarely does a woman not give me face. Either you go by yourself, or I'll invite you to come over. I am a VIP here, and no one dares to control me."

After saying that, the man rushed over.

Beatrice grabbed the bag tightly and smashed it into the man's face.

man instantly let out a cry of pain, covering his nose, "You don't know what's good for you, don't let me catch you!"

With a word, he blocked the door behind him that led to the exit.

Beatrice didn't care about much and ran towards another door that led to the bar.

But the man still pursued relentlessly.

way out.

As soon as Beatrice entered the bar, she looked for an exit, but unfortunately, the man had already called his companion to block the

Beatrice could only retreat back. She looked around and noticed that there was no one daring to sit around the nearest booth to her.

Vaguely, she could only see a few people sitting in the booth.

Judging from the cautious attitude of the waiter standing by the side, it was evident that the people inside were extraordinary.

At that moment, the VIP man had already chased after Beatrice.

She came up with a plan and walked over with a smile on her face. She leaned in affectionately towards the man sitting at the booth and said, "Mr. Gugler, long time no see."

After seeing the man's appearance clearly, Beatrice's words got stuck in her throat.

She had originally planned to pretend to mistake someone and then apologize afterwards. People of this status would definitely not take her seriously.

Who knew that the person in front of me was... Caden.

11.17

36.8%

She paused for a few seconds and looked up at the others.

One of the people she knew was Brend.

Brend sighed, wearing an expression of "you walked right into the trap."

Menu

Caden pinched the cigarette in his hand, a puff of white smoke escaping from his lips. His eyes narrowed, a cold chill enveloping him as he asked, "Who is Mr. Gugler?"

"I made a mistake."

Beatrice

at the

man

behind. chasing after her from awkwardly pursed her lips and subconsciously glanced Caden turned his head, his cold gaze sweeping over the man, who didn't hesitate for a second and quickly ran away. about to was Beatrice breathed a sigh of relief and

mistake, why don't your

"Since

you

voice.

find

an

excuse

you

15

to leave when she was scolded by a

ruin Mr. Caden's mood!" leave immediately? Don't

have admitted Beatrice looked in the direction of the sound and only then did she notice another woman sitting on the other side of Caden. The woman dressed very Western, with eyes the size of a palm, wearing gray colored contact lenses, as if wanting to stare through Beatrice. Even so, she still didn't forget to rub her impressive parts against Caden.

Beatrice looked at the confusing ravine, her presence was indeed a bit disappointing.

"Excuse me, excuse me, I am leaving now."

Her indifferent words made the man's gaze grow even more sinister, and he was almost crushing the glass in his hand. Just as Beatrice turned around, a large hand appeared around her waist.

She struggled in pain, but the man behind her exerted so much force that he seemed to want to crush her. She didn't have time to react and was immediately pulled back into the seat.