Chapter 149: A Man Of Taste

Alfred's POV

There was serenity in his study.

Kaden was an extravagant man, it was clear in the clothes he wore and the way he carried himself. The rumours surrounding him were eventful and no one really knew what was true or lies. Kden loved such thoughts that he welcomed them without clearing the air. Most say he is older than he looks, others say that he was favored by the Fates, and his mom was a respected witch but no one really had NO idea what his mother looked like. Only that she was a slave living under the fist of his father who had died mysteriously. What I did know was that he took the cafe to his father, not in the way ordinary minds would expect. Then he was better than him.

The problem between two powerful people occupying the room was that no one was ready to bring down the shoulder for the other.

We were both ruthless in our own way and we respected that. I spotted the bar at the side of his elaborate study.

"Nice bar. I see the way you arranged your drinks. Qu