Chapter: 726
He was handsome and youthful.
Engaging in conversation with such an attractive individual made Alicia quite delighted.
When Caden returned after fetching an item, he walked into this striking scene.
He frowned deeply.
The two kept a respectful distance, conversing with smiles, apparently discussing some business matters.
Gerry approached with a drink, exclaiming, “Another one?"
Caden's face was stoic. “Does that man look familiar to you?"
Gerry scrutinized him more closely.
“He doesn't ring a bell. I would definitely remember someone that striking. Why? Is he a friend of yours?"
Caden had indeed seen Blake before.
But it must have been quite some time ago, as he struggled to remember exactly who Blake was.
Gerry noticed Caden's sour expression. "You're jealous, aren't you? Want me to split them up?"
Caden felt bitter.
"They're discussing business. What is there to be jealous about? I'm not that petty." He glanced at Blake. "He doesn't even come close to looking as good as me. Alicia wouldn't be interested in him."
Gerry shot another look at the man across the table.
It was clear that the man's interest in Alicia was devoid of any romantic sentiment-more of an appreciation, perhaps.
This is what allowed Alicia to engage in such casual conversation with him, discussing everything from trivialities to deeper topics.
Yet, despite Caden's earlier words, his attention remained fixed on the two of them.
Alicia sensed his gaze and quickly turned to him.
Their eyes locking for a brief moment.
Simultaneously, Blake noticed Caden as well, his recognition sparking an immediate response.
"Mr. Ward." Blake greeted, a smile on his face.
Alicia pressed her Lips together, curiosity piqued. "You know him?"
"More than just an acquaintance," Blake responded, sipping his champagne with a hint of reserve. "Though he may not recall me. I will make it a point to say hello next time.”
As he placed his glass down, his gaze met Caden's.
An immediate, unspoken tension filled the air, thick enough to cut.
Alicia averted her eyes, feeling the weight of the moment. “Let us find a different spot to sit and talk."
Blake picked up on the tension but chose not to address it. “Alright.”
They moved away.
Leaving Caden with a deepening frown, his fingers tightening around the stem of his wine glass.