Chapter 372:

He was handsome and youthful.

Engaging in conversation with such an attractive individual made Alicia feel pleasantly flattered.

When Caden returned after fetching an item, he walked into this striking scene.

His expression immediately darkened.

The two were conversing with smiles, keeping a respectful distance, apparently discussing some business matters.

Gerry approached with a drink in hand.

“Another one?”

Caden’s face remained stoic.

“Does that man look familiar to you?”

Gerry scrutinized Blake more closely.

“He doesn’t ring a bell.

I’d definitely remember someone that striking.

Why? Is he a friend of yours?”

Caden had indeed seen Blake before.

But it had been quite some time, and he struggled to recall exactly who Blake was.

Gerry noticed Caden’s sour expression.

“You’re jealous, aren’t you? Want me to split them up?”

Caden felt a surge of bitterness.

“They’re discussing business.

What is there to be jealous about? I’m not that petty.” He glanced at Blake.

“He doesn’t even come close to looking as good as me.

Alicia wouldn’t be interested in him.”

Gerry shot another look at the man across the table.

It was clear that the man’s interest in Alicia was more about appreciation than any romantic sentiment.

This was likely why Alicia could engage in such casual conversation with him, discussing everything from trivialities to more meaningful topics.

Yet, despite Caden’s earlier words, his attention remained fixed on the two of them.Property © of .

Alicia sensed his gaze and quickly turned to him.

Their eyes locked for a brief moment.

At the same time, Blake noticed Caden as well, his recognition sparking an immediate response.

“Mr.

Ward,” Blake greeted, a smile on his face.

Alicia pressed her lips together, curiosity piqued.

“You know him?”

“More than just an acquaintance,” Blake replied, sipping his champagne with a hint of reserve.

“Though he may not recall me.

I’ll make it a point to say hello next time.”

As he placed his glass down, his gaze met Caden’s, and an immediate, unspoken tension filled the air, thick enough to cut.

Alicia averted her eyes, feeling the weight of the moment.

“Let’s find a different spot to sit and talk.”

Blake picked up on the tension but chose not to address it.

“Alright.” They moved away.

Caden was left with a deepening frown, his fingers tightening around the stem of his wine glass.

Gerry rolled his sleeves up, a knowing look in his eyes.

“That doesn’t sit well with you, does it? Relax, I’ve got this.”

Caden remained silent, his lips pressed together in a tight line, his silent agreement.

Earlier, Blake’s gaze had been undeniably bothersome to him.

The exchange between Alicia and Blake was confined to work topics and ended quickly.

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