Chapter: 345

Her behavior brought to mind a spoiled cat owned by Ciara.

The cat, aware of its favored status, acted without caution.

It once destroyed a treasured tea set belonging to Ciara.

Caden had disciplined the cat by grabbing its neck.

Each subsequent visit saw the cat feigning affection, only to leap and step on his face as he reached out.

The only thing separating Alicia from that cat was her outright malice.

She skipped even the facade of seeking affection.

Her nature was spiteful and malevolent.

“What a grudge-holder that's impossible to domesticate," Caden remarked icily.

Alicia tightened her lips and swiftly pulled her foot back. “Who are you to domesticate me?"

“Was I speaking about you?" Caden countered. "I was referring to my grandmother's pet," he clarified.

Alicia was taken aback.

She felt as though Caden was mocking her.

Failing to outwit him, she pushed his boundaries by brushing her unclean foot against his trouser leg.

Caden was momentarily taken aback. "Your flirtation tactics remain as flawed as ever," he commented.

Alicia responded with a forced smile, “Thank you. I'm merely trying to repulse you."

Caden looked down at her delicate toes.

He briefly held her ankle, then released it.

At that moment, there was a knock on the door.

Caden had previously ordered herbal oil online for treating bruises, which had just been delivered.

Alicia's confusion deepened upon seeing the oil.

Why was he suddenly treating her kindly?

When Caden grasped Alicia's foot again, she felt uneasy.

She attempted to withdraw her foot, yet Caden immediately tightened his grip.

She was unable to pull away.

In a subdued voice, she inquired, "Caden, what are you doing?"

Caden clumsily applied some herbal oil to her bruise and began massaging it.

His voice was rigid as he demanded, “Tell me exactly why you were at the Yates Mansion."

Alicia tensed up.

In a soft tone, she insisted, “First, apologize to me."