Chapter: 51

Gerry arched a brow, clearly unconvinced, and cast a suspicious glance back at the sleek vehicle parked behind them.

His eyes narrowed slightly.

“What are you two up to, scheming behind my back?"

Caden barely spared him a second look, too indifferent to bother with an answer.

Inside the car, Alicia was in a quiet panic. She scrubbed frantically at the bloodstain on her pants with a wad of tissues.

Her period had come out of nowhere, completely throwing her off.

Between her erratic schedule and endless stress, it had been delayed, and she hadn't thought much of it-until now.

Now, the deep red stain was spreading across her pants.

Worse yet, it had soaked into Gerry's pristine leather seats-seats worth more than the money she had in the bank.

Each wipe of the tissue felt like a tally against her dwindling savings.

How much was this going to cost her?

She had been careful, saving bit by bit over the last two years, but this? This was a disaster.

Just as she was furiously working to blot the stain, the car door clicked open.

Alicia's heart skipped a beat, and she froze.

Looking up, her eyes met Caden's.

Alicia was unable to react for a few seconds. She then sat down in order to hide the stain of blood on her pants.

Afterwards, she demurely placed her hands on her knees, and glanced at Caden with a nervous gaze. Right now, she looked like a child that had gotten caught with her hand in a cookie jar.

Caden eyed her from head to toe and asked, “What are you trying to take? I know everything about this car. Ask away!"

With a slightly blushing face, Alicia flatly responded, “I wasn't trying to take anything."

Terrified that more blood would stain her pants, she kept her legs closed. However, the sound of her voice was now trembling and its pitch had become higher.

Because of that, Caden noticed that something was off about her.

Still, he couldn't figure out what was bothering her.

Upon noticing that her hands had grown pale from clenching so hard, he asked, “Are you okay?"

Alicia bit her lip. Her pride was preventing her from confessing what really happened. “I'm okay," she muttered.

If the person with her had been anyone else, she would've asked them for help, regardless of their gender.

Unfortunately, the man was Caden.

There was no way she would show her vulnerability to him!

Caden stared at her intently, as though he was scanning every part of her body.

The way he looked at her made it seem like he was trying to strip her clothes and expose her.

Seconds later, Caden broke his silence. “Alright. I'm leaving, then.”