Chapter: 828

Hank said nothing and stood back.

Caden picked up the invitation, glancing at it briefly before speaking in a calm voice. “Hank, call security and have them drag this noisy fool out of the building."

Moments later, Gerry continued to yell as he was hauled out of the office. "I sorely misjudged you, Caden! I came here to offer my sympathies, and this is how you treat me? Just wait! I'll tell the media all about your dirty little secret!"

The door slammed on his face, and there was peace at last.

Caden immediately grabbed his phone and called Cliff. “Keep an eye on your brother. Don't let him do anything that might provoke Corey.”

Ever the sensible one in the group, Corey simply said, "I understand."

Caden thought for a moment before adding, "And don't believe anything he says."

"You mean about your attempt to be a gigolo?" Cliff asked without missing a beat.

Caden was rendered speechless.

Damn that big-mouthed idiot!

"Don't worry, Mr. Ward," Cliff reassured him. "I didn't believe a word of it."

Caden was already planning to meet with Corey, so the product Launch only gave him the perfect opportunity to do so.

He attended the event.

The venue was packed when he arrived, and the guests were all expressing their amazement and curiosity over the Q Robot.

Although it was average in design, its movements were incredibly agile, and it was able to interact with the crowd with relative ease.

Caden stood in the sidelines, standing with one hand in his pocket while the other held a glass of wine. He watched the spectacle with a faint smile.

At some point, Corey approached him. "Mr. Ward," he greeted with a gentle but confident smile.

Caden raised his wine glass toward him in a small toast.

“Congratulations, Mr. Hampton."

There was a tinkling sound as they clinked their glasses together.

“I must thank you, Mr. Ward," Corey said candidly. “It's truly impressive, and I have a great admiration for it."

Caden smirked and joked, "Then please build me a robot clone of yourself, Mr. Hampton. I could use some extra help around the house."

Far from getting offended, Corey burst out laughing. "You've been so quiet lately, Mr. Ward. I thought you no longer cared. It turns out you still hate me."

Caden went straight to the point. "Your move was too hasty and obvious, Corey. What exactly do you intend to do? Speak frankly.”

But Corey maintained his facade, his face betraying none of his true intentions. “How can you say that about me? I just happened to acquire the chips you discarded. It was such a waste, so I thought, why not use them to make some money?"

“And how much did you lose when you partnered up with the Moss family?" Caden pressed.

“What do you mean?" Corey asked nonchalantly and took a sip of his drink. "Business is business. Why are you making it sound like I signed my life away in a contract?"

Just then, Yolanda appeared, as if on cue.

She lifted her skirts as she approached. She had spotted Caden the moment he arrived, and had planned to meet him backstage. But her excitement got the better of her. "Caden," she called out.

Although she had chosen to help Corey, her feelings for Caden remained. In fact, they were written all over her face.