Chapter: 860

Alicia affirmed with a nod. “He must have paid off someone within Caden's firm too, considering the complexity of replicating Caden's mother. They would need a precise template to accomplish it so swiftly. I have to dig deeper into this."

Blake immediately suggested, "Yolanda."

Alicia's brow furrowed.

Blake continued, "The Moss family was involved when Caden worked on the robot Lina. Now, with Yolanda collaborating with Corey, who else could be responsible?"

Alicia was left speechless.

She remembered the dinner Caden had brought her to, where Yolanda's gaze bore intense malice.

Now, her intentions were clear. She aimed to ruin Alicia and showed no mercy towards Caden either.

Blake cursed, "Absolutely despicable!"

This was the first time he had spoken so furiously. His face flushed red, his neck strained from the intensity, radiating a formidable presence.

Alicia felt overwhelmed. "Go on ahead. I need to confront Corey."

Observing the determination in her eyes, Blake said, “I'll accompany you."

“We need staff at the gallery.”

“Take a day off," Blake insisted immediately. “Money isn't an issue for us."

Alicia pursed her lips and reluctantly conceded.

In moments like these, her anger threatened to consume her. She felt she might explode with rage if she didn't release it soon.

Corey wrapped up his social event, all smiles as he and a client exited, engaged in light conversation.

Their talk appeared enjoyable.

"Mr. Hampton, I'm quite fond of the gift you presented. Do you use one yourself?" the man inquired with a greasy chuckle, his cheeks quivering with evident vulgarity.

Corey brushed it off as a mere seasonal gift for an employee, not giving it much thought. “Certainly, I use it. Why else would I gift it to you?"

The man laughed heartily. “I hadn't pegged you as someone who Like married women. That must be why you're still single. Married women can be quite the handful."

It was at this moment that Corey sensed something amiss.

"Married women?"

Just then, Yolanda stepped through the doorway, the click of her high heels sharp against the floor, her smile mirroring the confidence in her stride.

"Mr. Hampton is just modest. Sir, please don't tease him," Yolanda said, standing poised with a demeanor of innocence and restraint. "We won't see you out. Here's to fruitful cooperation."

Once the man departed, Corey turned his attention to Yolanda.

“What exactly did you give him?"

Yolanda, arms crossed, smirked. "You're so preoccupied with Caden's data, and haven't you noticed the recent buzz?"

Without waiting for more questions, Corey pulled out his phone to check.

However, the trending topic had already been suppressed.

Yolanda inwardly scorned Alicia for her swift actions.