The CEO Gets What He Wants

Chapter 644 It Was More Than Enough For Claire

Although Cayden was able to save his hand, he felt a sense of disappointment. He even thought that Sid should not

have agreed to get married.

He believed that even if they waited a few more minutes, it would not result in such a wasted effort.

Cayden knew Taron well. Being someone at the summit of power, that man was undoubtedly intelligent. He

weighed the pros and cons better than anyone else.

The Trident Group was under the care of the Remdikian government. Therefore, he was confident that no matter

how much Taron cherished his sister, he would not want to fall out with them at this point.

Even though Taron was the godfather of the Mafia, he would not dare to oppose the government brazenly, no

matter how powerful he was.

Therefore, out of respect for Cayden, Taron would not have ruined his hand. Sid was just too impulsive.

Cayden shook his head and cast a blaming gaze toward Sid.

However, Sid did not regret it. “Once I've decided, I won't change it.”

Either marrying an ugly woman or rescuing Cayden's hand, if he had to choose, he would choose the former.

Taron was satisfied with the outcome as he saw how relentless and true-hearted Cayden was.

The leaders in the shady world liked that type of people a lot. Soon, Taron started to treat Cayden as his brother.

Both parties were satisfied with the negotiation outcome.

Soon after, the doctor came over to tend to Cayden's wound.

His wrist was a mess of bleeding flesh.

Fortunately, the doctor was skilled. He stopped the bleeding and did the bandaging in a short period.

After that, Taron hosted Cayden and the others at the most luxurious hotel, treating them with great hospitality.

There, Cayden met Taron's sister, Vivian.

When Cayden saw Vivian at first sight, he almost spat out the wine from his mouth. With Taron's handsome outlook

and such a beautiful name as Vivian, he thought Taron's sister should look good too.

But when it came to the moment he saw her, he somewhat understood why Sid would rather die than marry her.

Vivian did not have the typical characteristic that Eastern Epean women had. Instead of being tall and athletic, she

was short and thin, as if she had not grown properly.

Moreover, her skin was not the fair complexion often seen among Caucasians. Instead, her skin tone was mocha-

shaded. Furthermore, her fashion taste was an absolute eyesore.

The only merit of Vivian was probably her pair of deep azure eyes that resembled the sea. They were not

particularly large, but they were bright. Besides that, she had nothing to match a handsome man like Sid.

No wonder Vivian was still single in her thirties, despite having a powerful brother. Cayden started to pity Sid. He

doubted that Taron had inherited all the good traits from their parents, leaving Vivian with all the bad ones.

He could not help but think of Avery. His Avery was no doubt more beautiful than Vivian.

The beauty of Avery was not flashy but rather gentle and subtle. She did not strike an astonishing at first sight, but

she made people feel comfortable with her. Over time, that sense of comfort and pleasure seeped into his skin,

penetrated his bones, and finally reached deep into his soul.

She was the most beautiful scenery in his world.

He did not care about how ugly, unremarkable, alluring, or voluptuous others were. She was the only one who

occupied the softest spot deep inside his heart.

He wondered what Avery was doing.

Meanwhile, in the Lambert residence, Claire was having an exceptional mood.

Taking the discussion of collaboration as an excuse, she convinced Avery to visit her place.

Avery could not reject Claire's kindness because she took a favor from Claire in the restaurant. Furthermore, now

that she knew Claire was her biological mother, she wanted to understand more about her mother. So, she agreed

to pay a visit.

The Lambert residence was a three-story villa with a garden.

Claire led Avery to the third floor.

One of the rooms on the third floor was a lady boudoir. It was so dreamy. It also came with a beautiful open-air sky

garden.

They sat by the tea table in the open-air garden, having tea while chatting.

The third-floor garden was abundant with greenery. Some verdant vines had covered the flower racks. Many pots

of chrysanthemums were arranged along the pebbles-paved path, each a different variety of the precious type. It

was the season when chrysanthemums bloom. The branches were adorned with pompom-like and colorful

blossoms, presenting a stunning spectacle.

Claire noticed Avery's delighted expression and gently said, “I did all the decoration here. Ery, what do you think

about it?”

Breathing in the subtle chrysanthemum fragrance wafting around her, Avery sincerely exclaimed, “Your

arrangement is aesthetically pleasing, and everything is just right. I feel I could release all my stress here, allowing

me to find relief and relaxation.”

From the gleam of Avery's eyes, Claire could tell that she liked that environment.

Especially when Avery saw all kinds of chrysanthemums, she let out a visible smile. It was faint, but Claire saw it.

Being liked by Avery, it was more than enough for Claire.

Claire lightly smiled, then suddenly spoke, “Actually, I did all these for my daughter.”

Avery looked at Claire somewhat bewildered, and said in a daze, “Claire, you're so good to your daughter. Nicole is

so lucky to have a mother like you who loves and spoils her so much...”

When Claire mentioned “daughter”, Avery thought she was referring to Nicole. It made her feel a bitter taste in her

heart.

Claire shook her head. The elegant lady looked straight at Avery, her eyes filled with a restrained glow. “These are

not for Nickie but for my biological daughter.”

Biological daughter?

Avery widened her eyes and fixed her gaze intently on Claire. Her body tensed up, and the hand she was handling a

teacup to Claire also froze in place.

Could it be that she already knows the truth that I am her biological daughter?

Avery's heart could not help but pound fiercely. However, she soon saw Claire close her eyes in sorrow. Her facial

expression changed as if she was immersed in painful memories of the past.

“I always thought my daughter was gone... On the day I gave birth to my daughter, I passed out due to the difficult

labor. I saw a lifeless baby girl next to me when I woke up. It drove me crazy at that time. I kept calling out to my

baby, but she kept her eyes closed and never responded. Can you imagine that kind of fear and despair I felt back

then?” As Claire spoke, a tear trickled down from the corner of her eye.

That drop of Claire's tears landed on Avery's hand.

A scorching heat spread from Avery's hand to her internal organs. It was so intense that her heart ached together

with Claire's tears.

After a while, Avery withdrew her hand that had been offering a cup of tea to Claire and said, “Claire, I...”