From Ignored to Adored: The Heiress Melts the Self-Restrained Boss Chapter 112: What Right Do You Have to Take Caden

The next day.

Just like before, Caden Hawthorne pressed a kiss on Vivian Lynch’s forehead before reluctantly getting into his luxury car as he headed to work.

"Goodbye, husband!" Vivian stood at the manor’s entrance, waving to Caden as usual.

"Vivian, wait for at ho." Caden leaned out of the car window, curled his lips into a smile, and waved back at her.

Watching Caden’s luxury car gradually disappear into the distance, Vivian’s face radiated with a happy smile.

As Vivian was about to turn and enter the manor, Yvonne York’s voice ca from behind her.

"Miss Lynch..."

Vivian halted and turned to see Yvonne, quite surprised by her appearance.

Instinctively, she took a step back, her eyes full of caution. "Miss York, what are you doing here?"

"Is Miss Lynch really that afraid of ?" Yvonne raised her lips with a smile. "Don’t worry, I won’t harm you."

She might be the only one who believes that. Vivian certainly didn’t.

Vivian furrowed her brows and replied firmly. "Miss York, if you have sothing to say, just say it. I don’t want to waste ti with you."

Yvonne squinted slightly with a complex expression on her face. "Miss Lynch, I just want to talk to you. About Caden."

Vivian let out a cold laugh. "Miss York, Caden is my husband, and our matters don’t need your interference. Please leave!"

Yvonne, however, took a step forward instead. "Miss Lynch, do you really know Caden? Do you know about his past? Do you really think he loves you?"

Vivian’s heart tightened but she quickly cald down. "Miss York, I love Caden, and he loves . Our relationship doesn’t need your doubts. You should reflect on your actions! Stop doing disgraceful things."

At these words, Yvonne sneered, her face filled with anger. "Vivian, what right do you have to judge ? You just crawled out of the slums, how dare you monopolize Caden?"

Before this, Yvonne was always polite in front of her, but now she was aggressive.

It seed she had always been pretending, pretending to be gentle and kind.

In truth, she was jealous of her and resentful that she had taken Caden away.

Thinking of this, Vivian took a deep breath, her face calm. "Yvonne, do you think I don’t deserve Caden? Do you think I took him from you?"

Yvonne raised her chin, her eyes full of disdain. "Isn’t that true? You don’t even know what Caden truly needs. Do you think having a child will tie him down?"

Vivian slightly smiled, her eyes filled with confidence. "Miss York, you’re wrong. The love between Caden and isn’t sothing you can understand. We’ve been through a lot, and our love is built on mutual understanding and support. And you, you’re just loving him one-sidedly without truly understanding him."

Yvonne’s face turned livid, hurt by Vivian’s words. "Don’t be so smug, Vivian. Caden will eventually get tired of you. Only I can help him, and then he’ll co back to ."

Vivian shook her head, her tone resolute. "Miss York, don’t be so obstinate. Caden loves and he won’t leave . And you should also find your own happiness instead of clinging to soone else’s husband."

With that, Vivian ignored Yvonne and turned to enter the manor.

Yvonne stood there, watching Vivian’s back with resentnt and anger.

She silently vowed to make Vivian leave Caden, to leave forever.

Yvonne stood behind Vivian for a long ti, her resentnt and anger gradually replaced by a hint of ruthlessness.

Back in the manor, Vivian also felt a ripple in her heart. She knew Yvonne wouldn’t give up easily, but she wasn’t afraid.

She believed in her relationship with Caden and believed they could face any challenge together.

Thus, Vivian subconsciously touched her round belly and said, "Babies, I really can’t bear to part with your dad, am I being too selfish?"

Clearly, they were only in a marriage agreent.

Not even a year had passed and in the past few months of being together, she had already fallen in love with Caden and couldn’t bear to leave him. She had long discarded their agreent.

Vivian sighed softly, her mind filled with various thoughts.

She recalled every mont with Caden since they t, those tender instances, the deep gazes, and his ticulous care, all strengthening her resolve to protect this love.

She sat on the sofa, gently stroking her belly, feeling the babies’ movents, seemingly drawing strength from them.

Vivian decided that no matter how much trouble Yvonne caused, she would not easily give up on Caden and this family.

So, Vivian sent a WeChat ssage to Caden about Yvonne’s visit.

At the Hawthorne Group.

In the president’s office, Caden was handling docunts.

His phone suddenly rang, and just as Caden was about to check it, Bryan Coleman entered.

"President Hawthorne, we’ve found out."

Caden slightly raised his eyes, his expression fierce. "Speak."

Bryan looked serious. "The photo incident was indeed orchestrated by Yvonne. She bribed soone at the hospital to take the picture, deliberately putting it online to cause a stir and sabotage your relationship with your wife."

A flash of anger appeared in Caden’s eyes, and he let out a cold snort. "She really stops at nothing."

Bryan hesitated for a mont before speaking again. "President Hawthorne, what should we do now? Should we take so asures to counterattack?"

Caden pondered for a mont, then said, "It seems the York Family has been too comfortable lately, it’s ti to teach them a lesson."

Bryan nodded slightly. "President Hawthorne, do you an...?"

Caden’s gaze turned icy. "From now on, cut all business collaborations with the York Family and let it be known in the industry that anyone who cooperates with the York Family is an enemy of the Hawthorne Group."

Bryan felt a chill, recognizing Caden’s seriousness, and imdiately responded, "Yes, President Hawthorne, I’ll arrange it right away."

After Bryan left, Caden picked up his phone and, seeing Vivian’s ssage, felt warmth swell in his heart.

He imdiately replied, "Vivian, don’t worry, I will handle Yvonne’s matter. Take good care of yourself and the babies."

anwhile, the York Family remained unaware of the impending crisis.

At Everett Group.

Silas Everett sat in his swivel chair, smiling playfully as he read the online buzz.

"Yvonne really is foolish. Doesn’t she know there’s a term ’playing with fire’? Looks like the York Family is in trouble this ti!"

His assistant Kerry stood by, unable to help but concur. "Yes, with the temperant of The Aethelgard Circle’s prince, he definitely won’t let the York lady off easily."

Silas narrowed his eyes slightly, tapping his fingers on the table. "However, for us, this might be an opportunity."

Kerry looked puzzled. "President Everett, what do you an?"

Silas’s lips curled upwards. "With Caden falling out with the York Family, we can seize the chance to pull him in. When the York Family is in trouble, lending a hand would make them grateful to ."

Kerry suddenly understood. "President Everett, you’re wise. What should we do now?"

Silas thought for a mont. "Let’s wait and see how Caden moves next, while closely monitoring the York Family’s actions, and report to anyti."

"Got it, President Everett." Kerry nodded.

At that mont, there was a knock at the office door.

"Co in." Silas put away the previous seriousness, his tone becoming much gentler.

Stella Fletcher entered, holding a stack of thick docunts, and ca to Silas with respect. "President Everett, these docunts need your review and signature."

Silas lifted his gaze slightly, glancing at Stella with a hint of subtle warmth in his eyes. "Leave them there, I’ll look at them shortly."

Stella nodded, placing the docunts on the desk, but did not leave imdiately.

"Anything else?" Silas seed to see through her thoughts, couldn’t help but ask.

She hesitated for a mont before speaking. "President Everett, may I take half a day off this afternoon?"

"Why?" Silas raised an eyebrow, couldn’t help but ask.

Stella quickly explained, "I’ve been feeling a bit unwell in the stomach these days, and I want to go to the hospital to check."

Upon hearing this, Silas frowned slightly, but soon smiled gently. "If you’re not feeling well, why didn’t you say so earlier? Let take you to the hospital!"