Chapter 47:

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Caden jogged on the treadmill, fresh from a cardio session. His damp hair was lightly sticking to his forehead, the sheen of sweat making him look even more self-assured and undeniably attractive.

As he was concentrating on running, he didn't notice them.

Alice quickly turned her head, lowering it as she said, “Let's eat. Stop staring.”

Still taking a moment to admire him, Monica finally asked, “Alicia, you and Caden haven't seen each other in years. There can’t be any hard feelings left, right?”

Alicia recalled recent encounters. “There are still a few left. He still hates me.”

Monica sighed. “Maybe we should think about finding another lawyer.”

"Because?"

Monica decided to spare Alicia from feeling uncomfortable and brushed it off. “It doesn't matter. “I’ve spoken to my father and we won’t be able to hire Mr. Benson.”

Knowing that this might happen, Alice agreed and said, "No problem. We'll think of something." Then she calmly went back to her food.

Monica's eyes wandered back to the gym across the street.

"Honestly, Caden's body is something else."

Alicia didn't respond to that. Instead, she turned her gaze to Caden.

His training clothes fit tightly around his broad shoulders and well-defined muscles, showing off his strength and giving a sense of confidence that seemed effortless.

His waist was slim, with firm muscles that added to his athletic look.

Her long legs only enhanced the image, giving her a balanced and powerful presence.

Everything about his physique was almost flawless, from top to bottom.

As Alice continued to admire him, Caden seemed to catch her eye. He then looked straight at her.

Alice felt her heart skip a beat and quickly looked away. She cleared her throat, trying to sound nonchalant. “It's okay, I guess.”

how guys like him always look so proper? In all the pictures on the news, all buttoned up

paused for a

Gentle?

word. His movements were nothing out of the

was no denying

mischief. “I've heard that a man with a strong nose is usually well endowed. What do you think? How tall do you think

speechless

this conversation

propped his chin on his hand, refusing to answer. Monica

his hand in an

blinked, completely shocked. “It's ridiculous. It’s not that

realizing

interesting. Squinting, she asked:

for a

I had measured it.

he replied, blushing

keep Monica away from

all, who would suspect that

another bite of

for some reason, the food didn't

plate of food was steaming, but a strange chill ran

to check, her eyes fell on a familiar figure standing by the door of

It was Joshua.

His eyes

she had once had. She

had gone out

first, who made

as before,

had

a clear sense of disdain in

gave a

attention away and headed to his

room,

consuming a large meal and feeling extremely thirsty,

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