Chapter: 306

Alicia was momentarily speechless before deciding to leave.

As she turned to go, she accidentally bumped into a valet who was carrying a small cake.

The valet steadied her gently. He had curly hair, a charming smile, and eyes that sparkled. "Careful, Ma'am."

Alicia was momentarily stunned.

She couldn't help but stare at his face.

Monica laughed. "They're not bad, right?"

Alicia smiled faintly.

“They must've cost quite a bit," she said, eyeing the valet's tall, well-built figure. "You can tell by the looks of him. Male models at clubs tend to be pricey.”

"It's newly opened, and I got a discount. It's not that pricey,"

Monica said, pulling Alicia along. "Come on, it's just some lighthearted fun. Nothing serious."

Then, she dragged Alicia inside.

Apart from the attractive valets, the food was also impressive.

The valets were attentive, easily adapting to each guest's preferences. If they sensed interest, they'd flirt a bit; otherwise, they simply focused on serving food and drinks.

Alicia only brushed a few hands and touched a couple of faces; nothing beyond that.

After their meal, a valet politely escorted her out.

"If you enjoyed my company, you can request me next time," he said, writing his name on her palm. "I look forward to seeing you again."

Alicia felt a bit shy. "Sure."

She said those words even though she knew she wasn't coming back.

Who could resist that kind of charm?

Seeing as they had chemistry, Monica cleared her throat and came up with an excuse. “Alicia, I have to go. Let me know when you get home.”

She gave Alicia a wink, suggesting that the latter shouldn't hold back.

Alicia pretended not to notice and simply said goodbye.

A short distance away, the window of a sleek Maybach rolled down, revealing a striking face.

Caden leaned against his hand, smirking as he watched Alicia's fascination.

Alicia shivered for no apparent reason.

The valet noticed her reaction and took off his jacket, draping it over her shoulders.

Alicia felt uneasy and handed the jacket back. "I don't want you to get cold," she said.

"It's alright. I'm not cold," the valet replied. "You can return it to me the next time we meet."

However, Alicia insisted on giving it back.

At that moment, her phone rang from inside her bag.