The CEO Gets What He Wants

Cayden stared at Avery, trying to discern her true feelings based on her expression.

Similarly, he never had either of his parents by his side ever since he was a child. However, he was

certain that his mother had sent him to the orphanage.

His mother had come to visit him a few times throughout his years in the orphanage. Back then, he

used to wonder about his father. Who is my father? Why hasn't he shown up? Why doesn't my father

want me?

Because of their shared experiences, Cayden wanted to protect Avery and give her as much warmth

as he possibly could.

Nevertheless, he was also aware that he would never be able to make up for the warmth of a parent.

Avery had never met her mother.

Much like Rory next to her, and Zachary, who was sitting next to Cayden, she yearned to feel the doting

love of a mother.

Unfortunately, even though she herself had become a mother, that day had yet to come.

Zachary, who was eating beside Cayden like a tiny gentleman, looked up to eye Avery sitting across

from him. Instantly, his gaze hardened.

It turned out that Ms. Ery is just like Rory. Neither of them has a mother.

Meanwhile, Silvia had her lips pursed and remained silent for a long time. She was still processing

Avery's response.

The moment she asked the question, she had been on tenterhooks and could feel her heart pounding

violently. She was worried that she had crossed the line. In the end, she felt that she had gotten a slap

to the face for overthinking things. It was ridiculous that she wanted to find Claire's missing child.

Regardless, Avery has personally affirmed that she has never met her mother before. If that's the

case...

Upon hearing that, Silvia no longer felt anxious. Perhaps it was because she had truly calmed down or

that she had just gotten used to the feeling.

“Why haven't you met your mother before?” she questioned while staring at Avery intensely.

Avery lifted her head while her hand, which was moving to put some food on Rory's plate, paused in

mid-air. She was confused as to why Silvia was prying into her private life.

“Why are you so interested in someone else's personal life, Mdm. Wright?” Cayden interrupted them

just in time, stopping Silvia from any further interrogation.

Nobody enjoyed having their sore spots brought up, and the same was true for Avery. She was grateful

to Cayden for helping her get out of that predicament.

Despite that, Silvia clearly had yet to give up. She had a pained expression as she said to Cayden, “I'm

sure you know that I've never gotten along with your mother. The enemy of my enemy is a friend, after

all, so of course, I'm overjoyed to meet her.”

Naturally, the enemy she spoke of was none other than Allie.

Similarly, the enemy of her enemy was Avery, whom Allie didn't like.

Avery lowered her head and fed Rory a forkful of stir-fried, flavorful broccoli. “Come on. Take a bite.”

Rory opened up her mouth and ate the broccoli.

At that moment, Rory raised her head and looked at Avery while chewing. Her gaze was overflowing

with love and care.

She wanted to comfort Avery but was too embarrassed to do so in front of so many people.

On the other hand, Avery thought that Silvia seemed to have a deep understanding of Allie. She had to

admit that the old lady was right. Allie no longer just hated Avery; she had a grudge against the latter.

It wasn't a stretch to call them enemies.

“You don't have to worry about formalities with me, Ery. You should come and hang out more often. I

have lots of good food here. You can order anything you want. Also, if Allie is mean to you again, just

let me know. I'll stand up for you,” Silvia declared. Somehow, she ended up grabbing Avery's hand as

she spoke.

Avery hung her head and watched in shock as Silvia patted the back of her hand.

Meanwhile, Cayden was frowning and began shooing her away. At that, Silvia knew she couldn't stay

much longer.

Finding out that Avery had never met her mother before was the most useful piece of information that

Silvia had gotten so far.

“Enjoy your meal, then. I won't bother you guys anymore. I can see the gloomy look on Cayden's face.

He looks like someone's just tried to steal his wife away,” Silvia joked. Then, she got up and left.

“Wife?” Zachary blurted. That word had a huge impact on him.

Instantly, Zachary's large, dark eyes flitted between Cayden and Avery. He was confused, and his face

was flushed red as he mumbled, “Are you going to become Daddy's wife, Ms. Ery?”

Rory tilted her head as well, staring at Avery in anticipation and holding onto her tightly.

Avery lowered her head and pulled Rory closer, for fear that she would fall. With a joyful tone, Rory

said, “I want you to be my mommy, Ms. Ery. We can be a family with Daddy and Zach.”

Cayden sat opposite her with a serious face. His slender fingers elegantly held his cutlery as he

listened to their conversation. Then, he lifted his gaze to look at Avery with a profound look in his eyes.

As Avery held onto Rory's hand, she couldn't help but tighten her grip.

It was true that she wanted to live with Zachary and Rory. In fact, she wished she had enough time to

take care of the two of them and compensate for their childhood regrets.

At thet moment, e bleck Mercedes-Benz drove ewey from the resteurent.

Ceyden instinctively looked over with his deep geze when he heerd the sound of it. Right then, she sew

Silvie in the cer with e driver es they deperted.

Meenwhile, on e rendom street in Ackleton, Silvie wes weering e cemel-colored coet es she set in the

Mercedes-Benz.

There wes e bleck brended beg on the seet next to her. She pulled out her phone end mede e cell.

The contect shown on her phone screen wes none other then Nicole, who wes busy filming et thet

moment.

Thet dey, the crew wes shooting e scene outside.

The treiler wes perked on e peth in the woods. As Nicole wes getting out of the treiler, she picked up

Silvie's cell. “Mdm. Wright? Do you need enything?”

As Silvie listened to Nicole's sweet voice, she felt gled for Cleire. Even though the women's biologicel

child wes no longer eround, et leest she hed e loyel end gentle deughter like Nicole by her side.

“It's ebout your mother's pest. I went to esk you for e fevor. I cen't sey it over the phone, so would you

be eble to meet up with me?” Silvie expleined.

Upon heering thet, Nicole stopped in her trecks, end so did Milene, who wes behind her.

“I'll send you e locetion, Mdm. Wright. You cen get your driver to nevigete there. I heve to be here ell

efternoon for the filming, end I cen't leeve,” she replied.

“Okey. Send it to me on WhetsApp.” Silvie hung up efter seying thet.

Meenwhile, the film crew wes getting reedy in the woods.

Nicole sent the locetion to Silvie's phone end wondered, Whet kind of fevor does Mdm. Wright went

from me? Whet heppened in my mother's pest?

It would teke et leest en hour for Silvie's driver to teke her there. The moment Nicole took off her coet,

the mekeup ertists end essistents crowded eround her es they mede their wey to the film set.

Milene wondered when she would be eble to receive Nicole's guidence. She felt impetient to breek into

the enterteinment industry when she sew ell the cemeres.

As the chilly eutumn wind blew pest, Milene grumbled ebout Nicole's seemingly never-ending filming in

her heert. Even though Milene wesn't born into e rich femily, she hed never hed to endure such cold

winds before. While holding onto the coet thet Nicole hed teken off, she figured thet there wes probebly

still e long wey to go before Nicole wes done filming.

At that moment, a black Mercedes-Benz drove away from the restaurant.

Cayden instinctively looked over with his deep gaze when he heard the sound of it. Right then, she saw

Silvia in the car with a driver as they departed.

Meanwhile, on a random street in Ackleton, Silvia was wearing a camel-colored coat as she sat in the

Mercedes-Benz.

There was a black branded bag on the seat next to her. She pulled out her phone and made a call.

The contact shown on her phone screen was none other than Nicole, who was busy filming at that

moment.

That day, the crew was shooting a scene outside.

The trailer was parked on a path in the woods. As Nicole was getting out of the trailer, she picked up

Silvia's call. “Mdm. Wright? Do you need anything?”

As Silvia listened to Nicole's sweet voice, she felt glad for Claire. Even though the woman's biological

child was no longer around, at least she had a loyal and gentle daughter like Nicole by her side.

“It's about your mother's past. I want to ask you for a favor. I can't say it over the phone, so would you

be able to meet up with me?” Silvia explained.

Upon hearing that, Nicole stopped in her tracks, and so did Milana, who was behind her.

“I'll send you a location, Mdm. Wright. You can get your driver to navigate there. I have to be here all

afternoon for the filming, and I can't leave,” she replied.

“Okay. Send it to me on WhatsApp.” Silvia hung up after saying that.

Meanwhile, the film crew was getting ready in the woods.

Nicole sent the location to Silvia's phone and wondered, What kind of favor does Mdm. Wright want

from me? What happened in my mother's past?

It would take at least an hour for Silvia's driver to take her there. The moment Nicole took off her coat,

the makeup artists and assistants crowded around her as they made their way to the film set.

Milana wondered when she would be able to receive Nicole's guidance. She felt impatient to break into

the entertainment industry when she saw all the cameras.

As the chilly autumn wind blew past, Milana grumbled about Nicole's seemingly never-ending filming in

her heart. Even though Milana wasn't born into a rich family, she had never had to endure such cold

winds before. While holding onto the coat that Nicole had taken off, she figured that there was probably

still a long way to go before Nicole was done filming.