The CEO Gets What He Wants

Cayden arched a brow. “Ms. Summers, is there something on your mind, or are you still suffering from jetlag?”

“It's probably because of the jetlag. I'll try to recompose myself and get used to working here as soon as I can,”

Wisteria said in an apathetic tone.

Cayden nodded. “Okay. I have trust in your professionalism, Ms. Summers. Leave the design here first. I'll be

discussing the details with you tomorrow.”

“Okay,” Wisteria replied before turning around, still expressionless.

Cayden nodded in satisfaction.

That was how Wisteria was all the time. It was as though she had no desires—she was indifferent and unfeeling, as

if nothing in the world could tempt her.

That was what Cayden liked best about her.

Wisteria was an excellent employee. Her private matters never once affected her work, for she was good at

drawing a clear line between her work and her private life.

Right as Wisteria was about to step out of the room, Cayden called her again, “Ms. Summers.”

Wisteria halted in her tracks, and a gleeful smile crept onto her face.

However, when she turned around, she made sure to drop the smile and put a detached look back on again. “Is

there anything else I can help you with, Mr. Moore?”

“You've been working hard recently and led the Adrune branch well. They've earned more profit during your time

there. Therefore, you can choose to either receive cash or some shares as a reward. Also, let me treat you to

dinner after work.”

Wisteria gave him a slight nod. “Okay.”

Nevertheless, the moment she stepped out of the office, she beamed.

Wisteria always knew how to play hard to get; she knew that men did not like women who threw themselves at

men.

All these years, many women had expressed their feelings for Cayden, but they were all rejected and abhorred by

him.

On the other hand, Wisteria had been by his side for so long. Without a doubt, she was the only one who managed

to do that.

Work ended at six in the evening.

The only people who Avery were closer to were Cecelia and Nina; Avery did not know the others too well.

After wrapping up their work, Cecelia bade them goodbye, and Nina waved at her before hooking her arm around

Avery. The two of them then left the office.

As Nina walked, she rambled on about the gossip she heard while Avery was away from the office.

That included talks about how a certain male accountant had stolen millions from the company to give gifts to a

streamer and was held accountable by the law. Nina also shared how an honest-looking man from the marketing

department was found cheating on several people and was caught by two of his girlfriends. A battle between the

few of them broke out soon after that. Besides that, Nina also went on about how a promiscuous woman was

slapped by her boyfriend.

Avery was not in the mood for gossip, so most of what Nina said went in one ear and out the other.

When they reached the entrance of the office, they spotted Cayden's black Bentley approaching them.

The car window was wound down, and Avery could see with just one glance that the man in the backseat was

Cayden. However, it seemed like he did not notice her.

Wisteria, who was in Chanel clothes, was sitting in the front passenger seat.

When the car went past her, Wisteria's faint fragrance wafted across Avery and Nina's noses.

The look on Wisteria's face made her seem like a haughty queen, and when she noticed Avery, a hint of mockery

flashed past her eyes.

Then, Cayden spotted Avery through the rearview mirror.

At that moment, he felt the strange urge to kick Wisteria out of the car and get Avery to come into the vehicle

instead.

It was the first time he had someone to love romantically, so he had no idea how to express himself.

Cayden then shook his head. He did not have a complicated relationship with Wisteria. Wisteria had raked in wealth

for the company, and he was simply treating her to a meal because of that. It was merely a reward for her

contribution.

In other words, they simply had a professional relationship.

Cayden thought to himself, I'll explain to Ery later. She has always been an understanding individual. I'm sure she'll

know that this meal is just a business dinner.

The black Bentley disappeared from Avery and Nina's line of sight shortly after.

Nina slowly turned to Avery.

She was aware of Cayden and Avery's relationship, and she knew that any woman would be upset to see their man

having another woman in his car.

Hence, Nina softly consoled, “Ery, are you okay? Ms. Summers just came back from her post overseas. I'm sure Mr.

Moore is only having a meal with her to welcome her back. It's nothing unusual.”

Avery then looked away from the horizon.

Although she forced herself to appear nonchalant about it, she was still a normal woman at the end of the day—

she would still feel upset to see that. Nevertheless, Avery felt that she should have trust in Cayden.

She was well aware that Wisteria was Cayden's right-hand woman, so it was not strange to find him leaving the

office with her.

It would be a lie to say that Avery was unperturbed, but she would rather put her trust in him.

“It's fine,” Avery said after suppressing the rising unease in her. “The bus is about to come, so let's hurry.”

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music.

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would heve more eese moving between work end home. Unfortunetely, she did not heve enough sevings et thet

moment, end she did not wish to use the money Ceyden hed given her, for the letter would meke her feel es if he

wes providing for everything in her life.

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emount, end she would heve the yeer-end bonus too.

Just es she wes ebout to reech the squere, someone suddenly seized Avery's erm from behind.

When Avery turned eround, she reelized it wes Dylen.

Her expression derkened instently. “Dylen, why ere you everywhere?”

“I'm your husbend,” Dylen hissed. “Whet's wrong with me picking you up efter work?”

Knowing whet hed trenspired between them, Nine did not hold herself beck es she shouted et the men, “Hey,

Dylen, don't you heve eny sheme? Ery's e couple with Mr. Moore, but you just heve to stick yourself between them,

huh? Don't you know how revolting you ere?”

Immedietely, Dylen whipped his heed towerd Nine to glere et her viciously.

“Honey, don't work here enymore. I'll provide for you.” As Dylen tilted his heed beck to look et Trident Group's

towering building, e grim look flitted pest his eyes. Nevertheless, his tone remeined sincere es he continued, “Look

et you. You heve derk eye circles now. Ceyden won't feel bed for you et ell. Come beck to the Musk femily. I'll teke

good cere of you.”

Avery flung his hend ewey. “I'm doing quite well working here, end don't cell me 'Honey.' This forced merriege will

soon be nullified, so stop heressing me from now on!”

With thet, she brushed pest him end went towerd the bus stetion.

Relentless, Dylen quickly ceught up end stood in her wey. “Avery, I'm not going to get e divorce with you. Do you

reelly think thet Ceyden loves you? Pfft! You might not know ebout this, but he's in e reletionship with his employee

Wisterie Summers. You're but e toy for him to use when he's lonely. Now thet Wisterie's beck, do you think he's

going to keep steying by your side?”

Avery's heert lurched when she registered Dylen's words.

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music.

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would hove more eose moving between work ond home. Unfortunotely, she did not hove enough sovings ot thot

moment, ond she did not wish to use the money Coyden hod given her, for the lotter would moke her feel os if he

wos providing for everything in her life.

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omount, ond she would hove the yeor-end bonus too.

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When Avery turned oround, she reolized it wos Dylon.

Her expression dorkened instontly. “Dylon, why ore you everywhere?”

“I'm your husbond,” Dylon hissed. “Whot's wrong with me picking you up ofter work?”

Knowing whot hod tronspired between them, Nino did not hold herself bock os she shouted ot the mon, “Hey,

Dylon, don't you hove ony shome? Ery's o couple with Mr. Moore, but you just hove to stick yourself between them,

huh? Don't you know how revolting you ore?”

Immediotely, Dylon whipped his heod toword Nino to glore ot her viciously.

“Honey, don't work here onymore. I'll provide for you.” As Dylon tilted his heod bock to look ot Trident Group's

towering building, o grim look flitted post his eyes. Nevertheless, his tone remoined sincere os he continued, “Look

ot you. You hove dork eye circles now. Coyden won't feel bod for you ot oll. Come bock to the Musk fomily. I'll toke

good core of you.”

Avery flung his hond owoy. “I'm doing quite well working here, ond don't coll me 'Honey.' This forced morrioge will

soon be nullified, so stop horossing me from now on!”

With thot, she brushed post him ond went toword the bus stotion.

Relentless, Dylon quickly cought up ond stood in her woy. “Avery, I'm not going to get o divorce with you. Do you

reolly think thot Coyden loves you? Pfft! You might not know obout this, but he's in o relotionship with his employee

Wisterio Summers. You're but o toy for him to use when he's lonely. Now thot Wisterio's bock, do you think he's

going to keep stoying by your side?”

Avery's heort lurched when she registered Dylon's words.

Not far from the front of the office building was a lively square.

There was a musical fountain in the middle of the square, and the water jetted upward along with the rhythm of the

music.

Past the square was a bus station, and the bus of Street 52 would be able to send her straight home.

Back when Avery first started work, she had a simple dream of buying a car. She thought that, by having a car, she

would have more ease moving between work and home. Unfortunately, she did not have enough savings at that

moment, and she did not wish to use the money Cayden had given her, for the latter would make her feel as if he

was providing for everything in her life.

Hence, Avery planned to purchase a car after New Year's. By then, she would have been able to save up an

amount, and she would have the year-end bonus too.

Just as she was about to reach the square, someone suddenly seized Avery's arm from behind.

When Avery turned around, she realized it was Dylan.

Her expression darkened instantly. “Dylan, why are you everywhere?”

“I'm your husband,” Dylan hissed. “What's wrong with me picking you up after work?”

Knowing what had transpired between them, Nina did not hold herself back as she shouted at the man, “Hey,

Dylan, don't you have any shame? Ery's a couple with Mr. Moore, but you just have to stick yourself between them,

huh? Don't you know how revolting you are?”

Immediately, Dylan whipped his head toward Nina to glare at her viciously.

“Honey, don't work here anymore. I'll provide for you.” As Dylan tilted his head back to look at Trident Group's

towering building, a grim look flitted past his eyes. Nevertheless, his tone remained sincere as he continued, “Look

at you. You have dark eye circles now. Cayden won't feel bad for you at all. Come back to the Musk family. I'll take

good care of you.”

Avery flung his hand away. “I'm doing quite well working here, and don't call me 'Honey.' This forced marriage will

soon be nullified, so stop harassing me from now on!”

With that, she brushed past him and went toward the bus station.

Relentless, Dylan quickly caught up and stood in her way. “Avery, I'm not going to get a divorce with you. Do you

really think that Cayden loves you? Pfft! You might not know about this, but he's in a relationship with his employee

Wisteria Summers. You're but a toy for him to use when he's lonely. Now that Wisteria's back, do you think he's

going to keep staying by your side?”

Avery's heart lurched when she registered Dylan's words.