Caden Lockwood let out a cold laugh, his sharp and icy gaze leaving no room for any being to oppose him, the curve of his lips escalating into a maniacal laugh.
Anyone who dares to provoke Caden Lockwood, anyone who dares to challenge him repeatedly, no matter who they are, he will demand compensation manifold!
Even after so many days of gloomy agitation, he found himself strangely elated.
So, this is the sweet taste of revenge.
He thought, he would never forget this taste for the rest of his life.
The fact proved he indeed would not forget that moment.
The moment he thought he was extremely happy, but the reality was entirely the opposite, making him furiously want to kill.
Evelyn Morgan stood by the roadside trying to catch a cab; with the weather so bad, there were hardly any passing vehicles, and they were all private cars, with no taxis in sight.
She took out her phone, wanting to call Cecilia Lynch for help, only to find it already out of power.
