Chapter: 334
"None of your damned business!" Alicia growled.
"Make breakfast before you leave."
Alicia leaned against the back of the sofa, her eyes reddened with anger as she glared at him. “Why should I? I cooked for you because I wanted to. Do you really think I'm your maid?"
Caden's tone became even more cutting. "Because of our agreement. We're partners, not me helping you for nothing. If you can't offer me anything, why shouldn't I treat you like a maid?"
Alicia's fingers trembled slightly.
This time, she didn't respond.
Caden chuckled and said, "What's the matter? You're not interested in keeping up your end of the bargain anymore? Are you feeling guilty acting against Joshua now?"
In a lighter tone, he stated, “It seems like he did a lot of work on you last night, considering how easily you've changed your mind."
At last, Alicia lost her composure and tears began to form in her eyes.
Seeing her like this made Caden's heart tighten.
Other than the times they had sex, he'd never witnessed her cry.
Were his comments really that cruel?
His headache and the pressure in his chest were unbearable at this point.
Thus, he didn't bother mincing with words.
Alicia remained silent for a while, but when she finally spoke, her voice wavered. "I must have been completely out of my mind to ever trust you, Caden!"
He had always been cruel. She had been taught that lesson time and again, from childhood to now, but she never learned.
She had brought this on herself.
Alicia wiped away the tears that threatened to spill and spoke each word with clarity. "You'll never taste my cooking again!"
"Eat shit, asshole!" she growled inwardly.
Her anger was so intense, she didn't even notice the pain in her ankle as she stormed toward the door.
Just as she reached for the handle, Caden's voice cut through the air. "So, I guess that means our deal is over."
Alicia's grip tightened on the doorknob as she turned to face him, her expression fierce. "Who are you to end this? I haven't broken any rules!"
“Why are you leaving then?" Caden asked, his voice flat. “The contract specifies you can't deny certain requests," he replied.
“But it also insists on consent," Alicia countered.
"You owe me for skipping out last night," he declared. "If you're going to renege on your promise, then don't expect what I received from Randolph yesterday."
Her fingers tightened further, nearly creaking.
It was clear to her.
Caden was making a threat.
Why this sudden change in him?
"Is this breakfast so crucial to you?" she inquired, patience thinning. “Or does my visit to the Yates Mansion yesterday bother you?"