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The CEO Gets What He Wants

Chapter 411
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Within the tight confines of the room, Avery persuaded the reluctant old lady, “It's important that your child gets

treated. The earlier she's cured, the better. Sarah is still young, so time is of the essence. Also, you should celebrate

New Year's Day too.”

The white-haired old lady was moved to tears. “We never expected anyone to help us until you showed up. I'm

surprised that there are still kind people in this world. God bless the two of you!”

As the old couple thanked Cayden and Avery repeatedly, Avery quickly stopped them out of embarrassment.

Meanwhile, beside a small bed, Rory stood there for a while before she stuffed her Barbie Doll and monetary gift

into Sarah's hands.

While speaking in her adorable voice, one could smell the scent of dairy from her still. “Sarah, this doll is my

favorite, but I'm giving it to you. You have to take good care of it. Also, this is the monetary gift my brother and I

received from our relatives...”

Thereafter, Rory whispered into Sarah's ear, “Sarah, I'll let you in on a secret. Uncle Kendrick has given me a larger

gift this year than Zach because he loves me more! This will be our secret. Now let's make a pinkie promise...”

Rory snuck a subsequent glance at Zachary, thinking that her secret was safe from her brother.

Despite giving Rory a mental eye roll, Zachary maintained a cool facade as he ignored his silly sister.

Meanwhile, Sarah couldn't help but cover her mouth in laughter when she saw how cute the siblings were.

After that, she reciprocated Rory's pinkie promise. “All right. Your secret is safe with me.”

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Meeting such a wonderful pair of siblings was her best New Year's gift.

Holding Sarah's hand, Rory blinked with her long doll-like eyelashes as she asked, “Sarah, will we see each other

again?”

“We will, Rory. I'll definitely see you again,” Sarah answered without hesitation.

She was fond of the beautiful little girl and hoped to meet the latter again.

Little did she know that the next time they were reunited, it would be under an awkward yet hostile circumstance.

After bidding the old couple farewell, Cayden intended to visit the Yankovich family. However, he received a call

from Jacob on his way there.

Over the phone, Jacob's voice seemed to be filled with passion. All he said was that something urgent had come up

and that he would need to take a rain check. After that, he ended the call in a hurry.

At the very last second, Cayden overheard a feminine moan in the background.

Nonetheless, he didn't pay any heed to it, as he never liked sticking his nose in the business of others.

Given Jacob's gallivanting nature, Cayden figured that the former must be having a tryst with that confidante of his.

No sooner had he ended the call than he received another one from Xander, who invited him over to the Gibson

residence.

Upon obtaining Avery's agreement, Cayden turned the car around and drove to their new destination.

At the Gibson residence, Aaron was lying on a luxurious bed. With one leg cast in plaster, he rested the other one

languidly on a table made of pine.

On top of his bare chest lay two stunningly beautiful women.

Both of them called out his name seductively while caressing every inch of his body.

Despite their best efforts, Aaron didn't seem able to get it up.

“Come on, Darling; I want you now!” One of the beauties with fringes blushed as she swayed her body sensuously in

front of him.

As for the other who didn't want to lose out, she seduced him with even greater fervor. Unfortunately, all their

efforts were nothing but futile.

When they saw what used to be their source of insurmountable pleasure and pain now being rendered limp, their

eyes brimmed with disappointment.

“Get lost, you trash!” Aaron roared like a beast as his temper flared abruptly.

He then kicked both women off the bed with his uninjured leg.

With a disheartened look, he wondered what he was going to do.

Ever since the mysterious car accident two months ago, he fractured his left leg and injured his groin, which

resulted in his impotence. When he couldn't get it up, even with a stunning beauty standing in front of him stark

naked, panic and despair descended upon him.

Life will lose its meaning if I have to spend the rest of my life this way.

What frustrated him even more was that he had failed to find the culprit responsible for the accident. This was

despite leveraging Xander's influence within the underworld.

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The driver was so ruthless and skillful that Aaron expected himself to be killed on the spot. Thus, he was surprised

that he managed to escape death by a whisker.

Moreover, the perpetrator was unbelievably cunning. Not only did he use a fake car plate, but also secretly

destroyed the vehicle after the fact.

He was also as slippery as an eel. Every time a lead about him was uncovered, he would swiftly disappear to

another place. In fact, the culprit would sometimes lure Aaron with a fake lead, as if he got a kick out of teasing the

latter.

Currently, Aaron was frustrated to death at the dead end he found himself in.

Once I find out who did this to me, I swear I'm going to kill him!

Without him realizing it, Aaron had inadvertently torn his bedsheet in his rage.

As for the two women, both of them were trembling in silent fear.

Thereafter, the girl with fringes, who was Aaron's favorite, crawled forward daringly to hold Aaron's limp d*ck.

She comforted him coquettishly, “Don't be angry, Darling, let me try again. Maybe it'll work this time!”

As an insidious look flashed across Aaron's face, he opened the bedside drawer and whipped out a pistol. Aiming it

at the girl's head, he snarled, “Get out if you still want to live!”

Terrified to the brink of peeing herself, the girl, alongside her companion, fled the room as if their life depended on

it.