Chapter 639
Chapter 639 Why Is He So Domineering
Avery stared nkly out the window and even saw the blurred streak of Cayden''s sports car speeding
away.
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Deep within, she felt a tad upset and angry.
She even felt somewhat resentful.
Argh! Why is he so domineering that he doesn''t consider my feelings in the least? I know Sid paid a
heavy price to save him. Not only did the man forcibly change his own appearance, but he also took on
false criminal charges on his behalf. I''m also aware that saving Sid is the right thing to do. But did he
ever consider himself, me, and our kids? Even though Sid took the me for him, he still found a way
to get Sid out of prison at the end of the day. He even helped the man escape the pursuit of the
Irushean mafia. Wasn''t all that enough to repay him?
The more she thought about it, the angrier she became. She hugged her knees and buried her face,
which was flushed red, between them.
But beyond her sadness, she was very much worried. What if something really happens to him?
Seeing that Avery was in a bad mood, Lorraine put down the vacuum cleaner she was holding and
walked over to her. She gently suggested, “Would you like me to assist you back to your bedroom for
some rest, Mrs. Moore?”
Avery nodded nkly before walking back to her bedroom by herself.
At that moment, she felt troubled and truly needed some rest.
But after shey in bed, she did not feel any better.
Autumn had arrived.
The sweet scent of the maple tree wafted into her nostrils, and its branches swayed in front of the
window on the second floor.
The weather was splendid, and the world was beautiful, yet Avery felt terribly distressed.
She was in a bad mood the entire day, so depressed that she hardly ate anything.
Cayden did not call her at all. When she tried to reach him, his phone was switched off.
That night, Avery had a nightmare. In her dream, she saw Cayden being stabbed and copsing to the
ground. He was covered in blood and continuously coughed up blood.
She wailed at the top of her lungs in the dream, calling out his name, wanting to save him. s, no one
heard her or came to his rescue.
That aside, she also dreamed of them walking down a bustling street hand in hand. Suddenly, he
turned to her and said, “Darling, I need to take care of something. Wait here for me. I''ll be right back.”
She nodded obediently, watching as his tall and slender figure gradually disappeared into the crowd.
But from sunrise to sunset, she waited in vain for his return.
Worse still, she dreamed of him being shot in a deserted ce.
She watched helplessly as the bullet struck his skull, with nowhere for him to hide.
“Ah!”
Avery jolted awake in fright, drenched in cold sweat and gasping for air.
In the darkness of the night, only a dim yellow night light emanated a weak glow.
Unable to sleep anymore, Avery took out her phone and called Cayden again, but it still went to
voicemail.
She felt somewhat numb, the anger and despair from the endless unanswered phone calls having
transformed entirely into worry and fear for him then.
Gazing at the bright moonlight outside the window, she sped her hands together and prayed
fervently.
I hope you are safe and sound, Cayden!
Meanwhile, the nended in Mocset after almost ten hours in the air.
By the time Cayden finally arrived, it was already evening.
He unlocked his phone, only to see a slew of missed calls and a barrage of messages from Avery, all
expressing concern for him.
Cayden wanted to call her back, but considering the five-hour time difference between Chanaea and
Remdik, it was already close to midnight in the country.
Thinking that Avery might have gone to bed and realizing that calling or texting her then would only add
to her worries, he decided not to disrupt her.
The airport was bustling with peopleing and going. There were many handsome men and beautiful
women, all with blonde hair and blue eyes.
Even though Cayden was wearing sunsses, his exceedingly handsome features, mysterious and
unfathomable Eastern charm, and height and physique that were on par with those of Eastern Epean
men, he continuously attracted the attention of Remdikian beauties.
In fact, some bold and outgoing Remdikian beauties took the initiative to approach him to strike up a
conversation. However, they were blocked by the bodyguards Cayden brought and could only shrug
regretfully.
Cayden and his entourage headed out of the airport, making for a grand sight.
Someone came to pick them up from the airport. It was the general manager of the Trident Group''s
Remdik branch, who had been notified in advance, and his assistant.
The general manager was a very mature andposed middle-aged man.
As he walked behind Cayden, he reported the information he had on “Taron” to the man. “Taron is an
exceedingly ruthless man. He''s involved in smuggling, drug trafficking, and arms dealing. He''s
notorious around here, known for his love of exploiting other people''s weaknesses. Many corporations
and tycoons have been ckmailed. But because ourpany is under the protection of the
Remdikian government, he hasn''t dared to act brazenly. However, I''m worried that it might be
dangerous for you to go alone this time. Should I hire more guards?”
Cayden shook his head in demurral. “This is his territory, and a local gangster is above thew. No
matter how many men we bring, it wouldn''t make a difference.”
For that reason, he did not bring many people with him, merely Jake and four other bodyguards.
He rarely crossed paths with Taron, but Xander oncepeted with thetter for Epea''s territory.
Before he came over, Xander had warned him that Taron was extremely ruthless, and even someone
as cunning as himself had suffered a loss at Taron''s hands. He advised Cayden to be careful and had
him take four of his own top-notch bodyguards with him.
Cayden had no grudge against Taron, nor did they have any business dealings. They had never
crossed paths in a negative way.
At that moment, he hoped that the matter could be resolved peacefully.
Cayden called Taron. As soon as the call was connected, he took the initiative to speak first. “This is
Cayden speaking.”
A bark ofughter rang out on the other end of the phone. “You''re indeed a straightforward man, Mr.
Moore.”
Cayden continued, “I''m at the airport right now. What''s your location, Mr. Taron?”
The man on the other end of the phone promptly gave him a location. Caydenmitted it to memory
before hanging up the phone.
A Hummer limousine was waiting outside. Someone opened the car door, and Cayden swiftly climbed
into the car.
The Hummer followed the navigation instructions toward its destination, a particrly remote in
Mocset.
The car drove for nearly two hours before it finally reached the vicinity of its destination.
Through the window, a Remdikian-style vi could be seen in the distance. It was magnificent and
spectacr, standing alone atop a lush hill.
Below the hill, a few towering figures in ck suits stood waiting. Judging by their looks, they were
undoubtedly not the benevolent kind.
“Mr. Moore?” a blond-haired and blue-eyed man asked in somewhat stiff Chanaean upon seeing
Cayden and his entourage.
With a calm and unruffled expression, Cayden replied, “Yes.”
The man nodded at him, then led the entourage forward.
Surrounded by a group of people, Cayden heading toward mid-hill in their midst.
The surroundings were eerily silent, with only the rustling sounds of leaves when a gust of chilly wind
blew past. asionally, the mournful cries of a few birds could be heard, sounding somewhat
unsettling.
But at that moment, Cayden had no time for further thoughts. He heightened his alertness, following
Taron''s men as they continued forging ahead.