The True Heiress is the Reserved Fiancé's Exclusive Memory-Chapter 690 - 709: For the Truth (9)
Mia Ginger thought that George Davis and Mina Lee had probably gone out for lunch too.
Wren King was there, but Blair Chester wasn’t.
Mia Ginger was puzzled but then saw Wren King biting her lip, looking a bit odd as she climbed onto the bed to rest.
"You’re not eating?" Mia Ginger asked her.
"Nah, I’m not in the mood," Wren King replied coolly.
"Where’s Blair Chester?"
The two in the dorm were usually inseparable, always partnering up for everything.
"Went on a date with Eldest Young Master Ward."
"Caiden Ward?" Mia Ginger was taken aback.
"Yeah," Wren King said, pouting and letting out a little laugh.
Are they still together?
Mia Ginger was thoughtful, suddenly realizing Caiden Ward seemed quite devoted, contrary to his rumored scandals.
They’re cousins, after all, even Young Master Jackson is not as good as him.
He’s really romantic. They managed to go out on a date even during class.
The more Mia Ginger thought about it, the more upset she got, and she decided to skip lunch too, climbing onto the bed to sleep.
——
Outside campus, in a hotel.
Blair Chester lay limp on the bed, listening to the sound of water from the bathroom.
She had been in class that afternoon when Caiden Ward suddenly called, saying he was passing by for business and decided to check on her.
It was indeed a passing distraction.
After his business was done, seeing it was still early and he wasn’t far from Cloud Capital University, Caiden Ward thought of Blair Chester.
Ever since he took care of Maeve, the little princess, he hadn’t had time to sow wild oats besides work.
Naturally, he had no new interests around him.
He was dying for a change.
The face would have to be very pretty.
It was best to be clean.
Blair Chester met all the criteria pretty well.
He thought about it, then called Blair Chester out and went straight to the hotel.
——
Caiden Ward asked with a low laugh, "Don’t you have an afternoon class?"
"I was in class when you called," Blair Chester replied, pursing her lips.
"Then why did you come out?"
"You asked me to come out."
"You came out just because I asked you to?" Caiden Ward was amused by her.
Blair Chester pursed her lips, staying silent again.
Caiden Ward suddenly asked, "Willing to be with me?"
Blair Chester was taken aback, "This... what does this mean?"
"Just what it sounds like," Caiden Ward thought a little and then said, "A regular companion, or..."
He smiled, speaking frankly,
Having a girlfriend was always a bit different; Blair Chester understood, this was the best promise he could give, meaning, in the upcoming time, she would accompany Caiden Ward in public settings, stand by his side, continue to be beside him, and receive his favor and protection.
Just like the other women he openly supported before, a long-term relationship of mutual benefit.
"Not willing?" Caiden Ward looked at her expression, seeming amused yet serious.
It was indeed the best condition he could offer, equivalent to a promise to support her until they split.
As for being a girlfriend or anything, of course, that was impossible.
Too troublesome, and he didn’t think any woman would drag him into that title.
He would just play for a few more years, settle down, and then marry directly.
Marrying a wife would definitely be a match.
Caiden Ward was different from Young Master Jackson; Young Master Jackson seemed emotionally distant but was deep, Caiden Ward seemed lovey-dovey but was the most emotionally detached.
Playing was playing, and he always made it clear.
No woman who had been with him didn’t love him because he was generous, gentlemanly, and considerate.
But at the same time—
Women who developed feelings for him didn’t stop resenting him.
Because he was ruthless.
When he grew tired of them, he cut them off decisively, never dragging it out.
The longer it went on, Blair Chester understood this more; she sat up with the blanket, looking at Caiden Ward, biting her lip and saying, "Is Mr. Ward like this with all women? Your words... are too hurtful."
Caiden Ward looked at her with a smile, saying nothing.
It was tacit acknowledgment.
Blair Chester took a deep breath, whispering, "I’m willing. I don’t want anything, just hope that..."
Before she finished, Caiden Ward raised his hand to cover her lips, smiling, "If you’re willing, then don’t say such things. Feelings are too troublesome; I’m a businessman and prefer straightforward transactions over trouble."
Blair Chester looked at him, unable to say anything.
Caiden Ward stood up to change clothes, "Later I’ll tell George Davis, and if you want anything during this time, just find him."
Blair Chester was silent for a long time.
Her gaze was fixed on him when Caiden Ward’s phone suddenly rang.
He glanced at it and answered it directly, his voice gentle and smiling, "Teacher Brown."
With their close proximity, Blair Chester heard a woman’s voice from the other side.
It was Teacher Brown from the kindergarten.
She asked after him briefly and then said helplessly, "Mr. Ward, come to the school early today; Maeve has gotten into some trouble and needs you to sort it out."
"What happened to her?" Caiden Ward was startled, seeming a bit nervous.
"She injured another child."
Caiden Ward became more tense, "Is the little girl okay?"
Teacher Brown: "..."
Did he understand?
She injured another child, not that she was injured by another child!
Teacher Brown said stiltedly, "Maeve is fine; it’s the child she injured whose forehead..."
"Are you sure she’s okay? Let me speak to her," Caiden Ward said.
Teacher Brown was speechless.
In a moment, Maeve’s cheerful voice came from the other end, "Uncle Ward!"
The voice was bright, and Caiden Ward was annoyed enough to hold the phone away, knowing she was fine. He said irritably, "Why did you cause trouble again? Why hit the child?"
"He put saliva on my face, so I hit him with a block."
