Chapter: 609

“What did you tell her?"

Caden shot him a sharp look.

“You seem quite concerned. Why don't you just become my stepfather once Jerald is no longer around?"

Hank quickly waved his hands in protest. "Mr. Ward, that's not what I meant. I'm just concerned that if you two keep secrets from each other, it could lead to misunderstandings."

Caden replied dismissively, "There won't be any misunderstandings. Alicia is aware of Yolanda."

Hank considered the situation from an outsider's perspective. “Is Ms. Bennett not jealous?"

“Yolanda is my business partner, not my girlfriend. What reason would she have to feel jealous?"

Hank found himself at a loss for words.

Caden's point was valid.

However, having a woman involved could still create complications.

Hank couldn't resist asking, "Mr. Ward, doesn't it matter that Miss Moss has feelings for you?"

Caden replied, "There are countless women who feel that way about me. Should I just avoid all women? Alicia isn't as narrow-minded as you believe her to be."

Growing frustrated, he decided to end the conversation. "Stop packing."

He grabbed his suitcase and walked out.

Hank hurried to keep up with him. "Mr. Ward, let me help you with that."

Averibon proved to be even colder than Warrington.

However, the snowy landscape was stunning, and the city bustled with more activity than Warrington, Alicia spent several days taking care of business before setting aside time to explore the sights.

Even while exploring the sights, she remained perpetually busy.

Her visit to Averibon was tightly packed into her schedule, as she balanced the optimization plan for Lina along with her work at the gallery.

After finishing one call after another, she slipped on her headphones to listen to a recording she had prepared.

She went to great lengths to have these recordings made.

These recordings were meticulously crafted to imitate Caden's mother's voice and tone with nearly flawless accuracy.

Alicia had also included a children's song in the mix.

Within that song, she had hidden a part where she sang herself as a delightful. surprise.

As she listened, her eyelids grew heavy, and she slowly drifted off to sleep.

The observation room felt cramped, and the unfamiliar surroundings caused her to sleep fitfully.

Outside, there were delicate snowflakes that floated down.

Her vision began to blur.

The vibrant city thrummed with life and noise.

In the thriving Averibon, real estate was incredibly valuable, with each towering structure shining like a precious, dazzling gem.