Chapter: 174

She walked away, pretending to be on the phone with someone as she put more distance between herself and the uncomfortable scene.

Yet despite her calm exterior, her little act was far from perfect.

The strain in her posture betrayed her.

The doctor, amused by the exchange, chuckled softly. ‘Mr. Ward, there's no need to worry. It's nothing serious. Just be sure to get plenty of rest. As for sex," he added with a knowing smile, “you're an adult. You can go ahead whenever you're ready. Don't hold back, or it might cause some issues."

Caden gave a brief nod, his expression unreadable as he adjusted his cufflinks with practiced precision.

His demeanor remained polished and composed, exuding the elegance usually reserved for royalty.

The doctor offered again, "I can prescribe you some medicines for that cold."

"No need."

As Alicia wandered further away, Caden's eyes trailed her subtle movements.

She casually picked up a drink, scanning the room until her gaze landed on Rachel.

Gerry noticed, too. He stroked his chin thoughtfully. "When did Alicia get so chummy with Randolph and Rachel?"

Caden, knowing full well the answer, simply shrugged. "No idea."

Gerry pondered aloud, "Maybe she's thinking of joining the bank? It's absurd she wouldn't work with me, opting for something less professional instead."

Caden shot him a sidelong glance, his tone dry.

“Maybe it's because you're ugly and you talk too much.”

Gerry balked. “'Ugly'? You serious, Caden? Look at me! Sure, I might not outshine you, but I'm definitely better-looking than Randolph.”

Caden's lips twitched into a smirk. "If you're not ugly, why are you still single?"

Gerry straightened, feigning seriousness. “I haven't found anyone worth my time yet. Unlike you, I have standards. I don't go chasing after every woman who walks into the club."

Hank, who had been listening quietly, looked startled.

When had that happened? He hadn't heard about it.

And who was the woman in question?

Gerry, suddenly remembering something, turned back to Caden. "By the way, did you actually call for someone last time? I asked the boss, and he said you didn't."

Instead of answering, Caden took a slow sip of warm water.

But the persistent Gerry wasn't deterred. He leaned forward with a sly grin, “So, who was the woman you were spooning with that night?"

Caden shot him a dark look, as though the question itself was beneath him.

There were only three people involved that night.

Was it really that difficult to figure out?

"Why don't you try using that head of yours and figure it out."

Gerry furrowed his brow, thinking hard.

Caden, on the other hand, took another sip.