Chapter 276:
Gerry signaled the waiter to bring an extra set of tableware.
He then poured Caden a drink himself, chuckling as he whispered, “Did Alicia kick you out?”
Caden replied without a hint of emotion, “That won’t happen. Not in a million years.”
“Then why aren’t you eating at home?” Gerry asked.
“Just wanted a change of taste,” Caden answered. He took a glass of wine and drank it before touching any food.
His empty stomach churned as the alcohol mixed with the acid.
But strangely, he felt a bit better.
Gerry continued his teasing, “You want a change of taste? What a coincidence. So do I. Wouldn’t it be a shame if no one enjoyed the big meal Alicia made? I think I’ll go over so her hard work doesn’t go to waste.”
Caden kept his face blank. “Gerry, are you nuts?”
Gerry couldn’t hold back anymore and slapped the table, bursting into laughter.
That evening, Alicia had plans to dine with Monica.
As Alicia was about to leave, her assistant knocked and came in, looking uneasy.
“Ms. Bennett, there’s an old client here, and I’m not sure how to handle it.”
Hearing this, Alicia asked, “Why?”
“She’s elderly and a bit intimidating, and it’s her first time visiting our gallery.”
Alicia chuckled. “I’ll go see what’s up.”
Alicia’s assistant, holding some files and a laptop, trailed behind her.
“It’s not that elderly people shouldn’t be here. It’s just… she has a strong presence, and I’m scared of saying something wrong and offending her.”
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Hearing this, Alicia thought of the older women from high society. Several names crossed her mind, but when she saw the elderly lady in person, none of them seemed to match.
Ciara’s snow-white hair was carefully styled.
She wore no luxury accessories, yet anyone with a keen eye could tell she was someone of wealth and status.
Alicia stepped forward to greet Ciara.
It was Ciara’s first time seeing Alicia up close.
Before this, she had only seen Alicia in photos and videos, courtesy of Jasmine.
Although Alicia looked lovely in the photos and videos, in person, she was even more breathtaking.
“Ms. Bennett, I’ve come because of your good reputation. I’d like to buy two paintings,” Ciara said with a warm smile. “Could you recommend some for me?”
Alicia responded politely, “Ma’am, do you have a favorite artist?”
“No. I’ll take whatever you recommend.”
Buying paintings was just an excuse for Ciara; her true intention was to win over Alicia on Caden’s behalf.
Alicia, who had just opened her gallery, was in desperate need of funds.
