Chapter: 869

As they reached the first floor, Alicia noticed Dorian helping Yolanda into his car.

He caught sight of Alicia, shut the car door, gave some quick directions to the driver, and the car quickly drove off.

“Alicia,” Dorian called after her. “We need to discuss this."

Alicia stopped.

The others stayed back, eyeing Dorian cautiously.

Dorian approached, his eyes locked on hers, anger brewing just below the surface.

"You orchestrated this, didn't you?"

Yolanda was hurt, and Corey would bear the blame.

Without Caden needing to intervene, Dorian would handle the mess for him.

Alicia had indirectly achieved her aim.

She chuckled and said, "Mr. Moss, if you knew what Yolanda was up to, you too would be disappointed."

To her surprise, Dorian's face grew even more severe. “I'm fully aware of what she did. I'm not disappointed; I think it's exactly what Caden deserves."

Alicia felt a pang of discomfort grip her heart, a feeling she couldn't quite name — maybe disappointment.

Caden had always respected Dorian, admiring his talent from a young age.

Yet, hidden beneath his remarkable abilities, Dorian had a darker side.

Dorian's voice was cold. "I admire Caden's skill. Our friendship spans over two decades. But I've clarified to him: Yolanda is my only daughter, and I treasure her above all else. He keeps hurting her, over and over."

Alicia shot back, "Yolanda brought this on herself."

“Whether right or wrong, whatever Yolanda wants, I'll ensure she has. You may think Caden's support gives you power, Alicia, but be prepared to face the cost that comes with it," Dorian stated firmly.

Alicia stared at him. A strange, painful feeling swelled in Alicia's chest, tightening her throat. "It's sad when a father reaches this point."

Dorian's eyes flashed with mockery. “And what about your father, Miss Bennett? What kind of father do you have?"

Alicia felt her heart twist sharply.

The pain was unbearable.

Dorian had always known her background, once pitying her as an orphan.

But now, he used that knowledge like a weapon. "You grew up without a father's care, but Yolanda has mine. I'll protect her always and give her whatever she desires."

Alicia's fists clenched.

“People can survive without love. Fatherly devotion isn't irreplaceable," she countered.

Dorian's expression was dismissive, his mocking gaze sending a shiver down her spine.

Alicia turned and left, moving like a small animal sensing danger, fleeing from his presence.

Dorian held back any further remarks, sensing he had hit a nerve.

Watching her retreat, he caught a flicker of vulnerability in her eyes.