The CEO Gets What He Wants

Wisteria, standing in front of the camera, was dressed in a fitting and elegant outfit. She wore a calm facial

expression, and her curly hair was tied into a bun behind her head, giving her a professional and smart

appearance.

As she stayed by Cayden's side the whole time, the two seemed like a match made in heaven.

Cayden remained steadfast even with multiple cameras pointed at him.

Listening to the reporters' harsh questions, he kept his composure and said, “Trident Group's restaurants have

always been certified in all aspects. The Bureau of Quality and Technical Supervision can back us up with evidence

regarding this issue. As for the food-related problem faced by Regal Garden this time, I suspect there's another

reason behind it. We are still investigating whether this incident occurred due to natural causes or human errors.

After the result from the investigation is finalized, Trident Group will host another press conference to provide the

media and public with an explanation.”

Avery frowned slightly.

Regal Garden under Trident Group at Western Epea is facing a crisis, not to mention a food-related problem. The

significance of this matter doesn't merely concern the quality of the food or the monetary loss. Instead, this may

even affect Trident Group's century-old reputation.

A multinational company's good name was essential in giving the corporation an edge in the competitive market.

If Trident Group intended to expand its business at Western Epea, yet failed to resolve those issues, the group would

undoubtedly receive more criticism and ostracism. The unfavorable turns of events would absolutely be detrimental

to Trident Group's future development.

After that, Wisteria began answering the reporters' questions in Cayden's stead.

She emanated the dominance of a strong woman. Her replies were well-grounded and rendered others unable to

retort.

She had always exhibited great diplomatic finesse and was famous for her swift and decisive manner in handling

business, which was similar to Cayden's style.

While the reporters were deliberately making things difficult for her, Wisteria managed to respond to them skillfully.

Not only did the answers she gave effectively address their questions, but she also ingeniously reverted the queries

to the reporters.

All the reporters were astounded after listening to Wisteria's perfect responses. They showered her with praises, as

she certainly lived up to her reputation as one of Cayden's most competent assistants.

Avery was slightly dazed as she took in the scene. Indescribable bitterness suddenly surged within her chest. If I'm

the one supporting Cayden now, I'm not sure if I can do as well as Wisteria. I'm aware of my ineloquent nature. In

contrast, Ms. Summers is not only exceptional because of her great looks, but she's also equipped with tactics as

formidable as Cayden's and resourceful interpersonal relationships.

For the first time in her life, Avery felt inferior in her romantic relationship. Perhaps a capable woman who can keep

up with Cayden's outstanding abilities is more suitable to be with him. Someone as unassertive as me cannot bring

him any benefit. I may even become his burden...

“Mommy, why did you switch off the television? I can't see Daddy anymore.” Rory's protesting voice suddenly

sounded in the quiet living room.

Avery regained her senses and realized she had unknowingly turned off the television.

Seeing Rory running up to her, Avery picked the little girl up and sat on the couch. “Your daddy went out to deal with

some matters. He'll be back after a few days. Have you eaten, Rory?”

At that instant, holding her daughter in her arms, Avery had to maintain the appearance of a gentle mother

regardless of how aggrieved she felt.

Rory nodded.

Although Rory had a blithe nature, which was in contrast to her brother's thoughtfulness, even she could sense her

mother's recent unusual behavior.

Mommy has been spacing out recently. Why is this happening? Is it because of Daddy?

“Mommy, you can take a break today. I'll help you clean the dishes.” Zachary looked at Avery with worry.

He collected the plates and utensils on the dining table and walked toward the kitchen. Mommy hasn't been acting

like her usual self lately. Is it because she's exhausted from work?

“Me too! I want to help too! Mommy, Zach and I will help you wash the dishes,” Rory chimed in cutely.

“Zach, be good and spend time with your sister here. I'll go and do the dishes. You two can help me with the chores

when you're older, all right?” Avery said tenderly while patting her son's head.

She felt contented to have such considerate and sensible children.

Nonetheless, the two kids were only five years old. She thought they were still too young to handle housework.

Even though some children from low-income families matured early and began running errands at a young age to

cultivate their awareness to be independent, that was prompted by the desperation of their circumstances.

Avery pecked her kids on their cheeks before turning on the television again.

She switched the channel to their favorite cartoon program and left the two kids to play in the living room before

heading toward the kitchen with a load on her mind.

Late at night, Nina, who had just finished enjoying a karaoke session with her friends, was about to go home. She

was tipsy after consuming some alcohol.

She bade her friends farewell and planned to hail a taxi to return home when an approaching couple with their

arms wrapped around one another attracted all her attention.

Nina could recognize that man even if all that was left of him were his skeleton. That person was none other than

the playboy, Dylan.

He was hugging a long-haired woman who had an innocent appearance and outstanding temperament.

She was wearing a white leather jacket and a slinky short skirt.

Nina could not believe that the woman was exposing her fair, slender legs under such chilly weather. The latter's

outfit was complemented by a pair of high-heeled boots, giving her the exact vibe of a modern city girl.

What surprised Nina the most was the physical resemblance between that woman and Avery.

If Nina had not known Avery's dislike toward such a sexy get-up, she might have just assumed that the woman was

Avery, judging by the posterior view of that woman's figure.

On the other hand, Dylan did not notice Nina.

He held that woman by her waist while kissing her as they strode toward a hotel nearby.

He slid his hand into her short skirt as he pleased while uttering, “I'm going to rock your world later, sweetheart.”

“Don't behave like this. Mmm... We're still in public.” She panted and nudged him, but her body continued reacting

to his stimulating touch.

“Don't behave like this? How should I behave, then?” Dylan expressed his desire to ravage her brazenly by saying

assertively, “You don't have any other choice, you sl*t!”

Despite his burning lust, there wasn't a hint of affection in his eyes. He was merely venting his desires, fanned by his

innate libido.

This woman looks slightly similar to Avery, but she's much more interesting than that dull Avery. At the very least,

this woman can arouse me. There are plenty of women in this city who are willing to offer themselves up to me.

Who does Avery think she is?

With that thought in his mind, Dylan teased that woman further. As someone who was very experienced in fooling

around with women, it had become his second nature to make a woman yield to him.

Clinging to that pure-looking woman, he went into the hotel to book a room.

Nina was disgusted by that scene.

This wretched man, Dylan, is holding on to Avery and insists on not getting a divorce with her. He's pretending to

have unwavering love toward her while getting intimate with another woman on the side. His despicable personality

is genuinely appalling.

Nina wanted to leave initially, but a brilliant idea suddenly popped into her mind, so she secretly followed the

couple.