Chapter 327: How could she be so harsh? Her face was gentle and sweet, yet her words were cruel and serious. Still, he wasn't ready to give up.

“You might avoid me, but think of Grandma’s feelings. She’s old, and she’s been looking forward to seeing you. Why disappoint her?”

Alicia’s expression remained unchanged. “You’re her grandson. Are you incapable? Why aren't you taking care of her?”

Caden was speechless, his face blank.

Alicia continued, “I appreciate all the kindness she’s shown me. I’ll visit her after Christmas. Don’t worry about it.”

He walked toward the car, tugging at his sleeve. “Move aside. I’m leaving.”

Caden crossed his arms, watching her. “You’ve become quite sharp with your words since we broke up. Where’s the woman who used to speak so sweetly to me?”

Alicia opened the car door. “I was always honest. Don’t you remember, from our school days?”

Indeed, she had once been incredibly sweet to him. Love often made people act foolishly, and she had been no exception. However, those days were behind her; she was no longer naive.

After she drove off, Caden stood there for a while. He had hoped to spend the day with her, but things hadn't gone as planned. The gift and cake he had prepared were delivered to her home; Alicia accepted them without objection. Caden's gift was a bank card loaded with 1.2 billion dollars. He didn't worry much about money and preferred working with round numbers, but this time, it wasn't 500 million or 1 billion—it was 1.2 billion. The extra 200 million was compensation for a previous issue with a necklace.

Holding Lucky, Alicia called Caden, the card in hand. “I don’t need money right now. Send Hank over, and I’ll return the card.”

Caden anticipated her response. He advised, “Keep the money. It’s always handy. In business, without a backup, fortunes can change quickly. If you ever find yourself in trouble, this money could be your lifeline.”

Alicia understood his point. Women, when faced with tight spots, might not deviate, but they were often vulnerable. She felt bitter and preferred not to see him. He didn't want her seeking assistance from another man if she ever faced difficulties.

Gazing out the window, Alicia said, “I don’t need it, Caden.”

Caden replied firmly, “It’s apples and oranges, Alicia.”

“I don’t need it,” Alicia repeated, her voice resolute.