Chapter: 801

No sooner had she spoken than Yolanda shot her a resentful glare. If one didn't know any better, one might think she wanted to murder her own mother.

Regina frowned, feeling increasingly distant to Yolanda.

"Marriage is still a little far off in the future," Caden replied lightly. "I don't think I can give you a definitive answer at the moment. All I know right now is that I want her, and if something makes her unhappy, I need to resolve it as soon as possible.”

Dorian finally snapped when he heard that. “In that case, we have nothing further to discuss!" he exploded. "Leave!"

Beside him, Regina slowly stood up. “Dorian is too emotional," she told Caden in a calm and steady voice. “I hope you don't take his words to heart."

"I do understand your position, Mr. Moss. However, I would hate for something trivial to ruin our longstanding friendship."

In truth, friendship was only secondary to Caden. The important thing was that he didn't want to make another enemy in the Moss family.

He was still young, after all, and his footing was far from solid.

If Dorian were to take action against him, it would shake the still fragile foundation he had built.

“Let me see you out, Caden," Regina offered.

Caden wasn't in a hurry to leave, though. "I'm taking the first flight tomorrow morning. In the meantime, I was hoping you could do me a little favor."

Regina's curiosity was piqued. "Is that so? What is this favor?"

"Can you please teach me how to make your best dish, zabaglione with strawberries?"

Pleasantly surprised by his request, Regina took the initiative to ask, “Are you planning to make the dessert for Alicia?"

Caden nodded readily, as if it were the most natural thing in the world.

Meanwhile, Yolanda felt as though her heart had been stabbed by a dozen daggers.

She broke free from her father's hold and rushed forward. “How can you treat me like this, Caden?" she screamed. "I've liked you since I was a child! I worked hard to keep up with you despite my poor health, but you won't even look at me! If you've never liked me, why did you give me hope? Why did you lead me on? What kind of spell did that bitch, Alicia, cast on you to turn you into such a cheap and pathetic loser?"

Caden, who had been amiable throughout his visit, turned to her with a glower. "What did you just call her?" he asked slowly, stressing each syllable.

Regina's chest tightened at the animosity that thrummed in the air.

She quickly pulled her daughter back. “Watch your language, Yolanda."

But Yolanda shoved her away. "You're not fit to be my mother! You are weak and incompetent, and a hypocrite, to boot! You're not worthy of even my father's little finger!"

Regina's body ran cold. Acting on instinct, she pulled back her hand and slapped Yolanda across the face.

Yolanda had never been hit by anyone her entire life.

She held her cheek and froze, silent with shock.

"Not only am I an incompetent hypocrite, I also deliver a pretty hard slap," Regina said icily. "Surprised?"

Yolanda finally lifted her tear-filled eyes and glared at her mother.

Feeling sorry for her, Dorian stood up and tried to pulled Regina away. “She's just a child," he admonished his wife. “Why are you being so harsh on her?"

"Do you want me to beat you up as well?" Regina retorted without missing a beat.

Surprisingly enough, Dorian backed down. He did not dare provoke her any further.

Regina had always been a gentle and understanding wife, always so supportive of his endeavors.