The unwanted wife’s unexpected comeback
Chapter 508

Chapter 508:

Several encounters were overtly intimate.

Not yet accustomed to the club’s layout, Alicia navigated awkwardly and ended up colliding with a couple who were just leaving.

The man was completely undressed, creating a bold and unforgettable spectacle.

Alicia’s lips twitched as she covered her eyes and turned away.

At that moment, the team leader addressed them, “Hey, you all! Go deliver drinks to room 888 immediately.

There are important guests inside, so be on your best behavior and don’t cause any trouble.”

Reluctantly, Alicia accepted the expensive drinks and followed a group of stunning women toward the private room.

She knew Caden’s habits all too well; even if he was here for business, he would undoubtedly choose the finest private room.

She figured she would see him soon.

Pushing aside the scene she had just witnessed, a wave of anticipation washed over her.

When the door swung open, an opulent scene unfolded before her.

The atmosphere was chaotic.

Alicia blended in with the group of women, pouring drinks with practiced ease.

Fortunately, the men in the room had already chosen their companions and seemed uninterested in the masked waitresses.

This gave Alicia the opportunity to discreetly search for Caden.

What she saw next made her wish she could gouge out her eyes.

The room was a hedonistic paradise, filled with expensive liquor and scattered cigarettes.

Rough-looking men with eccentric appearances embraced or restrained scantily clad women, engaging in activities far more intense than those happening outside.

The air resonated with unabashed moans.

And there was Caden, right in the thick of it.

Though he wasn’t participating in the wild revelry, a voluptuous beauty was nestled in his arms.

His long fingers—ones Alicia adored—wrapped possessively around the woman’s thigh, their intimacy palpable.

She clung to him like a vine, her high-slit gown barely holding together as she guided his hand inside her dress.

Alicia gripped the wine bottle tightly, crouching behind a table, her eyes locked onto their every move.

Caden’s black shirt draped loosely over his frame, his chest muscles rising and falling like gentle hills, marked with several lipstick marks.

One arm cradled the woman beside him while the other casually held a cigarette, smoke curling around his fingers like a lazy cat.

He squinted, engaging in conversation with the man across from him, his charm effortless and his smoking gestures artfully mesmerizing.

As his hand slipped beneath the fabric of the woman’s gown, a low moan escaped her lips.

Meanwhile, Alicia felt a pounding throb in her temples.

She gritted her teeth, seething with frustration.

Caden had claimed he didn’t like smoking, was allergic to women, and only found joy in intimacy with her.

Yet here he was, acting in a way that completely contradicted his words.

Damn it! Alicia cursed herself for ever believing his sweet talk.

Bitterness bubbled in her chest, threatening to spill over.

She wanted to storm over, grab Caden, and teach him a lesson he would never forget.

But reason held her back.

This place was a chaotic mix of characters, and what if Caden was here for legitimate business? What if his actions were merely a smokescreen to mislead others?

She had never dared to explore the dark side of Terriland, and she couldn’t just sabotage Caden’s plans on a whim.

Taking a steadying breath, Alicia fell in line with the other waitresses, feigning busyness as she moved through the crowd.

Before long, Marlon, drunk and tangled up with a woman, was eager to leave and have fun with her privately.

He rushed over to Caden, slurring as he declared, “Mr.

Ward, tonight, all the women in this club are at your disposal.

Do as you please, and just put it all on my tab!”

Caden withdrew his hand from the woman and surveyed the scene.

“Isn’t there anyone with a bit more charm around here?”

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