Chapter: 355
His body thrummed with a sense of fulfillment, a sense of satisfaction coursing through his veins.
He pulled out the USB drive Randolph had slipped to him earlier, and until now, Caden hadn't bothered to look at its contents.
He had intended to watch it with Alicia, but she had tired more quickly than expected.
A wry smile tugged at his lips-actually, he had made sure of that.
Wearing her out had been part of his plan, a sly way to keep her compliant, perhaps even coax her into cooking for him.
Caden plugged in the USB and clicked on the audio file, and the next second, a low hum emerged from the speakers.
The crackling sound was unmistakably from a secret recording, untouched and raw.
Caden's casual demeanor shifted as the recorded conversation filled the room. At first, it seemed like any other piece of incriminating evidence-something banal in its criminality. But as the recording continued, a deep crease formed between his brows.
His gaze flickered toward the closed lounge door, where Alicia slept peacefully.
Reaching for the volume, he dialed it down to barely a whisper, leaning in closer to catch every word.
The recording wasn't long-less than five minutes- but each second was packed with damning details.
It took him back three years, to the time of a tragic plane crash.
No survivors, the headlines had said, and everyone believed it was a terrible accident.
Except, it wasn't.
Joshua's name surfaced in the recording; he had been one of the orchestrators behind it all.
Caden clenched his jaw, the weight of the revelation hitting him hard.
Though he had distanced himself from the Yates family long ago, their dirty deeds had never truly been out of reach.
They reaped what they sowed, and he had no intention of being dragged back into their web.
More importantly, that crash three years ago-Alicia's parents had died in it.
His thoughts raced as he quickly cross-referenced the details.
While there was no direct proof linking Joshua to the death of Alicia's parents, the pieces were starting to fit too neatly.
Caden pressed his lips into a tight, thin line, his face shadowed by the harsh light overhead.
The sharp brightness felt oppressive, casting stark contrasts over his expression, amplifying the rising tension beneath his cool exterior.
Without a second thought, he grabbed his phone and dialed an anonymous number.
"Get this done for me. I want answers within a day."
Once the call ended, Caden slipped the USB drive into the safe, locking it securely away.
Two hours later, Alicia stirred, her mouth parched and her body aching in familiar places.
Every sexual encounter with Caden ended in her crotch and legs throbbing with soreness, a discomfort she'd unfortunately grown used to. Wincing slightly, she slid off the bed, her steps slow and cautious as she made her way out.
By now, the sky outside was already black.
In the dim office, only two wall lamps remained on, their soft glow casting long, indistinct shadows that danced across the room.