Chapter: 315

For a fleeting moment, Alicia wanted to stay locked in his embrace on the desk forever.

After the sex, Alicia collapsed onto the sofa to rest.

Caden printed the revised agreement and handed it to her to sign.

Still dazed, Alicia glanced up at him. "How did you know I'm called Lucky?"

Her mother had given her the nickname.

Her mother wished for her to have a peaceful and fortunate life.

Her father, however, disliked the name. He thought it was superficial and stupid, and forbade using it.

So, only her mother ever called her Lucky.

They were the only people who knew.

But now, Caden was the second person to use it.

In that moment, Alicia couldn't quite grasp how she felt. It was like being caught in a wave, but holding onto him made her feel safe from its pull.

"It was on the first photo of your album," Caden admitted. "I saw it there."

Alicia looked down.

Those pictures reminded her of her mother, and every time she touched them, she felt a deep sadness.

"Don't ever call me that again," she said.

Caden looked at her face.

Her eyes were red, and her nose was still swollen. She tried to hide her sadness, but it was so evident on her face.

The traces of their earlier passion still lingered on her face.

However, now her expression seemed burdened with grief.

Caden handed her the agreement. “Sign it."

Alicia looked around, searching for something to write with.

Caden held out his thumb, offering her a bit of the ink left on it.

She pressed her fingerprint onto the paper.

The mark was faint, and Alicia scrutinized it closely. "This doesn't count, does it?"

Caden took the agreement, showing a hint of indifference in his expression. "It doesn't matter. Who knows? You might want to change it again tomorrow."

Alicia was left speechless.

She then went to change into a new outfit. When she returned, she asked him about the recent developments.

“Has Randolph confessed?"

"He has," said Caden.

Alicia's face lit up with delight. "So? What's the secret?"