Chapter 875:
During dinner at home, Alicia observed that Jolie served Caden differently, opting for dishes that were soft and mild, gentle on the stomach.
Jolie looked out the window. “Why isn’t Mr. Ward back?”
Today was Ray’s birthday, and Caden had taken him out to buy a gift an hour ago.
“He should be on his way. I’ll check in a bit,” Alicia reassured her.
Jolie looked concerned. “Alright, it’s getting late. I hope he doesn’t delay dinner. He needs his meals on time.”noveldrama
Seizing the moment, Alicia inquired, “Jolie, is his stomach issue serious?”
Jolie hesitated, caught off guard by the question. At that moment, Yvonne joined them, addressing Alicia warmly, “Ms. Bennett.”
Alicia looked at her and gave a brief nod.
Once Jolie had left, Yvonne produced a jewelry box and handed it to Alicia.
Alicia pushed the box back. “What’s this?”
Yvonne held Alicia’s hand gently and whispered, “Please take it. It’s just a friendly gesture since we’re meeting for the first time.”
Alicia’s discomfort deepened.
“You’ve misunderstood; I’m not Caden’s girlfriend.”
With a knowing smile, Yvonne said, “But you will be, eventually. Given Caden’s charm, how long can you resist? We’re both women here; do you think I don’t see through you? Stop playing games.”
Alicia let out a laugh, shaking her head with feigned regret. “Caden once mentioned you had some issues with your brain; I defended you, thinking you were fine. It seems I was mistaken.”
Yvonne’s face fell, biting her tongue as she realized their presence in the dining room, where anyone might overhear.
She scoffed. “I used to think you were impressive, but it seems you can’t maintain your composure. I wonder what Caden finds appealing about you.”
She waved the box in her hand with a slight show-off. “Are you sure you don’t want it? Should I tell you its value?”
Alicia smiled, her eyes telling a different story. “Not interested.”
Yvonne, thinking Alicia was merely being stubborn, carefully stored the box, boasting, “This is an antique bracelet Caden bought for me when I married his uncle. Even at a friendly price, it was over four million back then. Imagine its value now.”
Alicia feigned astonishment. “Wow, over four million.”
Yvonne sneered at her reaction. “Look at you, all flustered over just four million. Has Caden ever spent that much on you?”
“No,” Alicia replied, shaking her head.
He had once given her a supplementary card, and later, a black card. To Alicia, four million was merely a month’s allowance. Yvonne, now viewing Alicia as a naive social climber, regarded her with disdain.
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