Chapter: 878
Innocent and untouched by a man?
He furrowed his brow for a moment. Then, a lewd grin spread across his face. "Ah, you are looking for someone fresh, huh? No problem. I'll have my guys grab a girl from the nearby high school."
Caden poured himself a drink, the light catching the glass and reflecting Like a glimmering mask, hiding his true emotions.
He took a slow sip, a teasing smile playing on his lips. “Who doesn't appreciate something fresh?"
As he finished, a piercing gaze settled on his face. Caden discreetly scanned the room through his peripheral vision, observing a group of waitresses while setting down his glass.
Clad in a mask and the club's maid uniform, Alicia caught his eye, her gaze ablaze with intensity.
Caden paused as a tempest brewed behind his gaze.
Alicia's anger was boiling as she coldly turned away, following the other waitresses out of the room.
Caden's fingers tightened around the glass, inch by inch, his gaze locked on her retreating figure.
What was she doing here?
Alicia stepped out of the private room, making a beeline for the restroom. She scrubbed her hands under the faucet, trying to wash away the lingering scent of smoke and alcohol that clung to her Like a shadow.
Frustration bubbled up as she shook her dress, but she couldn't shake the haunting images of Caden's earlier behavior from her mind.
The high school girl would be arriving soon.
Where would they have fun?
At the club, or back at the hotel?
The more Alicia pondered the situation, the more her anger simmered, curses spilling from her lips in a low mutter. When she caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror, tears welled up in her eyes, reflecting her turmoil.
“What a scumbag," she choked out, her voice trembling with fury. “You piece of trash, you can just die here!
Just as she finished her tirade, the restroom door swung open, and someone stepped inside.
Alicia quickly composed herself, relief washing over her as she recognized the crew-cut bodyguard who had brought her here. She asked, "Is something wrong?"
With a serious expression, the bodyguard replied, "I spoke with Mr. Caden. He asked me to bring you to him."
Alicia's heart raced. "Where is he taking me?"
"I'll take you to his room after Marlon leaves."
Alicia's mind was a whirlwind of anxiety.
Had he recognized her?
Or had the bodyguard told him?
There was no time to ponder further as she followed the bodyguard outside, blending into the shadows to catch a glimpse of Caden.
The girl Marlon asked for soon arrived.
Still clad in her school uniform, the girl's pleated skirt barely brushed her knees. Her shoulders were hunched, and tears streamed down her pale cheeks.
Alicia's heart clenched at the sight.
Caden casually pulled the girl into his arms. After a brief exchange with Marlon, they made their way upstairs.