The True Heiress is the Reserved Fiancé's Exclusive Memory

Blair Chester grew increasingly frustrated, biting her lip as she looked at Wren King, feeling like she’d practically invited trouble in.

She was feeling down when Wren King’s phone suddenly rang.

Then—

Wren picked up her phone, glanced at it, smiled as she answered, and said, "Hello, President Ward."

Everyone in the dormitory was stunned for a moment.

Wren took her phone and went out onto the balcony, closed the door, and replied softly, "You’re welcome, I really like Maeve too."

Caiden Ward chuckled, "That girl has been thinking about you since she got back. How many classes do you have tomorrow afternoon? If it’s convenient, I’ll have someone come to pick you up and take you out to dinner as a thank you."

"No need for formalities." Wren was a bit flattered.

In fact, she didn’t expect to be so well-liked by Maeve.

Caiden was also a bit surprised, hearing her decline, lightly rubbing the back of his phone with his fingers, smiling without saying a word.

Wren hesitated for a moment, then switched her tone, "Well, thank you, then."

"It’s only right." Caiden smiled politely, "George Davis will come to pick you up tomorrow afternoon."

"Us?" Wren paused again.

"Yes," Caiden said matter-of-factly, "You and Blair."

"..." Wren’s expression changed slightly, "Okay."

Caiden hung up the phone, looked up at Maeve nearby, and smiled, "All right, Sister Wren will come down to play with you tomorrow."

Maeve stared at him, "Why does that sister have to come too? I don’t like her!"

Caiden: "..."

Maeve looked at him, emphasizing, "I don’t like her, don’t invite her."

"What did that sister do to offend you?" Caiden was a bit helpless, lifting his hands to pull the displeased little girl into his arms, asking gently.

"I just don’t like her," Maeve pouted.

When they went to the chapel this afternoon, she accidentally saw Caiden Ward hugging and holding Blair Chester in a deserted place, seeming to really like her.

Of course, she was upset, showing a great dislike for Blair Chester.

Thinking that if she disliked Blair, then Uncle Ward, who doted on her, surely wouldn’t like that sister either.

Who would have thought, he remembered her even in a phone call.

He must want Sister Wren to accompany her so he could go and hug that annoying person.

Maeve was very conflicted.

Her plump face scrunched up, rubbing against Caiden Ward’s chest, acting charmingly, "No, no, I just don’t like her. Don’t let her and Sister Wren come together."

Caiden sighed helplessly.

What karmic debt did he accumulate in his past life to encounter such a troublesome little girl this time around?

Had he known taking care of her would be this much trouble, he definitely wouldn’t have taken on this task.

At the moment—

Caiden looked down at the little girl in his arms, and reluctantly compromised, "Okay, I won’t invite her."

"Yay." Maeve affectionately rubbed against his cheek, "I knew Uncle Ward liked me the most."

Caiden grunted a laugh.

Leaning down on the sofa, he picked up the remote control to play cartoons for her.

He then sent a text to Blair Chester, "Come to the office tomorrow at noon if you’re free."

The evening wasn’t possible, but there actually was some time during the day, which he had just suddenly remembered.

Blair quickly replied, "Ward Clan Tower?"

Caiden was about to reply, looking at the text, suddenly hesitated again. He liked to have fun, but he had several ground rules—over the years, he never allowed any woman to visit him at the office; his private life and work were always kept distinctly separate.