Chapter: 513

Perhaps he had carelessly tossed it to her, mockingly dismissing Alicia in her presence.

Though Yolanda knew nothing of the scarf's meaning, the silent glances Alicia cast at it told her enough.

Alicia had been unable to take her eyes off the scarf, and noticing this, Yolanda smiled and inquired, “Oh, do you admire this scarf as well, Ms. Bennett?"

Alicia calmly dried her hands and replied with an indifferent expression, “Not really. Men's scarves aren't my style.”

“Fair enough," Yolanda responded smoothly. "But it's not just about scarves. Everything should be a good fit. Forcing things together just because you desire them only wastes time and effort."

Alicia immediately grasped the underlying message.

Locking eyes with Yolanda, she replied firmly, "You might be reading too much into this. I assure you, I have no designs on anything that's yours.”

Yolanda chuckled softly. “What are you implying, Ms. Bennett? I must admit, I'm a bit lost."

Alicia smiled faintly, recognizing Yolanda's knack for pretense.

Clearly, Yolanda excelled in the art of keeping appearances.

Not wanting to keep Caden waiting any longer, Yolanda gracefully retrieved a business card from her purse and offered it to Alicia.

"At dinner, Caden mentioned you've designed a new product for his company," she said, maintaining her composed smile. "I work with him. If there are any issues with the products in the future, I would appreciate your guidance, Ms. Bennett."

Alicia glanced down as she accepted the card.

The name read Yolanda Moss, a top-level engineer in chip development who was specially invited by Blizzard Group.

Alicia responded modestly, "I appreciate that, Miss Moss, but I hardly think I'm qualified to advise someone of your caliber. The project was just a little side venture of mine."

Yolanda didn't respond immediately.

As if a thought had just occurred to her, she asked, "Ms Bennett, do you happen to know why Caden returned to the country?"

It was clear Yolanda already knew the answer—a boast thinly veiled as a question, an implicit challenge.

Remaining unruffled, Alicia answered, "Caden and I aren't close enough to discuss such matters."

"Is that so?" Yolanda replied, momentarily surprised by Alicia's unwavering calmness. Regaining her composure, she added politely, "Since it's a secret, perhaps I shouldn't say more. Goodbye, Ms. Bennett."

Alicia watched her Leave but didn't follow, her gaze drifting back to the business card in her hand. On impulse, she pulled out her phone and looked up Yolanda online.

Exiting the restroom, she intended to contact her assistant but noticed a message from Caden: "Come out and find me."

Confused by his request, she chose not to reply.

Lost in thought, she returned to the restaurant to meet her assistant.

"Are you unwell?" her assistant asked with concern. "You seem a bit off."

Alicia shook her head and offered a reassuring smile. “I'm fine. Thank you for tonight. You should head home and get some rest."

Her assistant sighed with relief and nodded.

After saying their goodbyes, Alicia looked around but didn't see Caden anywhere.

However, as she descended the stairs, she finally spotted him.

Amidst a sea of luxury cars and bustling people, Caden stood out effortlessly. He was a few meters away, engaged in conversation with Yolanda.