Chapter 374:
“Here, use this to cover the stains,” he said gently, his tone softening as he met her gaze.
Alicia was momentarily taken aback but accepted the gesture without hesitation.
“Thank you.”
Blake then signaled to a nearby maid.
“This lady’s dress has been stained.
Please escort her upstairs to change.”
Gerry stood there, feeling sidelined and completely speechless, his plans thwarted.
Frustration bubbled within him.
He had let Caden down.NôvelD(ram)a.ôrg owns this content.
Alicia followed the maid upstairs, leaving Gerry, clutching an empty glass, to shoot a cool glance at Blake.
Blake met his gaze with a smile.
“Mr.
Hopkins, if you have feelings for Ms.
Bennett, I’m sure there are plenty of ways for you to pursue her.
After all, you are wealthy and come from a distinguished family.
But this? Isn’t this a bit too forward?”
Gerry’s eye twitched at Blake’s insinuation.
“Alicia and I are just good friends.
That’s all.
You’re reading too much into this.” He dropped the facade, his tone hardening.
“She is already taken, so don’t get any ideas.”
With that, he turned on his heel and walked away.
Caden had just wrapped up an urgent matter when Gerry approached him with a concerned look.
“I was about to finish the task you assigned me, but that Blake Langstaff guy swooped in and stole the spotlight,” Gerry reported.
Instead of directing his frustration at Gerry, Caden furrowed his brow.
“Blake Langstaff?” The surname stirred something in his memory.
He knew who Blake was.
It seemed Caden had missed the main issue; instead, he fixated on Blake’s identity.
Gerry, confused, asked, “You’re not worried about Alicia falling for him? You’re more concerned about who he is? Are you planning to do business with him or something?”
Caden looked around but couldn’t spot Alicia.
Blake was sitting by himself.
Caden then asked slowly, “If you were a woman, who would you choose? Blake or me?”
Gerry responded without hesitation, “Probably Blake.
I’ve known you so long that it’s become a bit dull.
Maybe a change would be refreshing.”
Caden was left speechless.
He decided not to press further.
“Which room is Alicia changing in?”
Gerry, sensing what Caden might be planning, replied, “What about the favor you asked of me? Don’t you need me to handle that anymore?”
“What could you really do?” Caden said coldly.
Gerry asked, “Can I still produce the film I want?”
“That depends on my mood,” Caden replied, his tone sharp.
Gerry was left speechless.
Alicia had changed into a simple gown.
The dressing room door was locked, and a maid was assisting her with her hairstyle as they conversed.
Caden quietly opened the door and entered.
The dress she had worn earlier was hung aside, near Alicia’s phone.
Caden picked up her phone.
He assumed she might have updated her lock screen password, but to his surprise, it was disabled.
He swiped it open easily.
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