'This is my chance to make Damian like me a little more. Ideally, I'll climb into his bed tonight and force the issue. Once I've captured his heart, I won't have to be afraid even if Seraphina Ashworth manages to come back alive.'
Rosalind Reginald looked at Alice's act of feigned ignorance and felt a wave of contempt. She glanced at her own ice-cold son and turned to leave.
'Since she insists on staying, I'll let Caden make her give up for good. I know my son. If Alice dares to get close to him right now, the outcome will be absolutely *spectacular*!'
'She might even lose an arm or a leg!'
'After all, that's more or less what happened to some of the other heiresses who tried to get close to my son. The aftermath was just too gruesome for words.'
Seeing Rosalind Reginald leave, Alice felt a surge of joy. She placed the tray on the table, picked up the bowl, and slowly walked until she was about two meters away from Caden Reginald, where she stopped.
