Chapter 178:

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Gerry chuckled. “You know, Alicia came to see me yesterday. She wanted to go to the art show but she didn't have an invitation. She asked if I could help her. It wasn’t too much trouble, so I said yes.”

Caden picked up his wine glass and downed it in one gulp. “Did I ask for your comment? You’re a chatterbox,” he replied.

With a helpless shrug, Gerry replied, “Alice shows more grace than you do. What was a small favor to me meant a lot to her. “She even stayed up all night composing a theme song for my next movie to thank me.”

Caden's demeanor changed slightly.

I remembered the night before when I had passed the studio. Alicia was there, surrounded by sheets of handwritten paper, her eyes red and tired. He had assumed she was preparing lessons, but she was actually writing a song for Gerry.

Gerry sighed: “When I saw her today, her eyes were bloodshot. “She must have spent the night awake.”

Caden swirled his glass thoughtfully. “When did she meet you?” I have asked.

“We had lunch together around noon,” Gerry replied. “He even introduced me to his friend Monica.”

Caden pressed his lips together. Earlier, when his call with Alicia had abruptly ended, he had heard faint background noises and suspected she was with another man. Seeing Gerry now, a fleeting doubt crossed his mind, but he was quickly dismissed. He was certain that nothing romantic would happen between Gerry and Alicia.

“Honestly, you should stop doing things difficult for her,” Gerry said, nudging Caden. “I'm actually thinking about hiring her. “I don’t want her to get into trouble with me because of your attitude.”

Caden replied coldly, “I’ve never made things difficult for him.”

“Stop denying it,” Gerry replied, his eyes narrowing. “The tension between you two before was so thick you could cut it with a knife. “You looked like you wanted to kill each other.”

Caden was silent for a moment before quickly changing the subject. “So, when is your movie coming out?”

“After Christmas,” Gerry replied. “The last one did well, but…”

profits were not great

movie,” Caden offered nonchalantly, swirling

surprised by the offer, looked at him suspiciously. “Why? What are you up

want with you?"

a step back, half joking. “There's no such thing as a free lunch. What's wrong with you? Are

a crush on

his eyes and put down his glass. “Forget it. The offer’s not

his tone. “Wait, there's no need to rush. “I wouldn’t turn

support of his family. Their help had been invaluable in the early days, but it always weighed on him. Caden

a success, we'll share the profits,"

when I see one,”

question. "Why are you suddenly so eager to

have more money than I know what to do

at him,

by a famous painting in the art gallery. The grandeur of the work made her

art, which led to frequent arguments between her parents. Despite her exceptional talent, evident from a very young age, her mother feared she would encounter difficulties

the years, her mother had

flowers in bloom, she couldn't resist reaching

stunning beauty of the flowers was ephemeral,

her thoughts,

moment, I

The person smiled warmly. “What a nice surprise. “I didn’t expect to see you here.” Alicia felt a flush of

"Hello."

business card

that it was related to art, his

Mr. Hopkins’ film. You really stood out,” he said, his tone conveying genuine admiration. “You seem especially interested in art. If you ever need anything, please don't hesitate

putting the

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