Chapter 411:

Blake took that as confirmation, smirking.

“No wonder you’re still single.”

If Caden were more articulate around Alicia, perhaps he wouldn’t be dismissed so quickly.

As Blake began to walk away, Caden stopped him.

“Hold on a second.”

“What now?”

“The coat.” Caden pointed to the coat in Blake’s hands.

“You had good intentions.

It shouldn’t go to waste.

I’ll pass it on to her for you.”

Blake paused, taken aback by Caden’s seeming kindness.

Realizing the coat’s purpose was to keep Alicia warm, he assumed Caden understood its significance.

With a sigh, Blake handed it over, albeit somewhat reluctantly.

Caden made his way into the room using the key card.

Alicia, taken aback by his sudden presence, was far from pleased.

“Who allowed you in? And how did you get my room key?”

Caden shut the door behind him, silencing any further questions.

Blake stood outside, feeling a bit out of place, and quietly walked away.

Once inside, Caden was determined not to leave without a fight.

Faced with his boldness, Alicia, after a brief attempt at resistance, chose to ignore him.

Fortunately, the suite included a separate room with a lockable door.

She closed the door behind her and went to take a shower.

When she came out, she was shocked to see Caden sitting on her bed.

Alicia really didn’t know what to say now.

She instinctively tightened her robe, looking toward the door in confusion.

“Didn’t I lock that door? How did you get in?”

Caden, deadpan, responded, “With my tech skills, picking a lock is no big deal.”

Alicia was left speechless.

Alicia should have anticipated this.

She tightened her bathrobe and walked silently to the bed, trying to ignore Caden’s presence.

Caden found her actions amusing.

“I can unlock even a locked door, not to mention a tied knot.”

Alicia kept her expression neutral.Property © of .

“Aren’t you even going to try hiding your sneaky behavior?”

“Acting like that will only make you shut the door on me,” Caden replied, pointing out Blake’s shortcomings.

“Those who only know how to deal with broken and useless things will surely be at a loss when facing something intact.”

Alicia’s lips twitched slightly.

She realized Caden was indirectly mocking Blake.

“He’s merely being courteous, unlike you, barging in like a thief and justifying breaking a lock,” she responded coolly.

“The bold claim their prizes, while the courteous are met with closed doors.

Which would you prefer?” Caden asked with a smirk.

“I prefer to call the police,” Alicia emphasized.

“His job, repairing and protecting cultural relics, is important.

So stop mocking him.”

Caden sneered.

“What you said sounds quite similar to mine.”

Alicia decided it was best not to continue the conversation.

Arguing further might only drive her to madness.

She felt drained, and the moment she lay down, her eyelids began to droop.

Caden noticed her exhaustion and stood up.

“I’ll take a shower.

You should get some sleep.”

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