The unwanted wife’s unexpected comeback
Chapter 472

Chapter 472:

Summer had arrived in Warrington, the air alive with the relentless drone of cicadas.

To some, it was grating, but to Corey, it felt like a celebration.

In just two months, he had optimized the Q Robot and launched it with a high-profile promotion, marking the first salvo of a new business battle.

Meanwhile, Alicia had been glued to the Q Robot’s sales data all day.

Corey’s reach and influence were more powerful than she had imagined.

Later, she visited Caden’s office to discuss her findings.

“If it weren’t for Corey, I wouldn’t have realized just how many wealthy people there are in this country,” she said, marveling at the numbers.

“I’d never even dream of seeing that kind of money.”

Caden had noticed the surge in sales, but his perspective was different.

“Launching something like this in a high-end market demands a huge investment,” he observed.

“Q targets elite clients, which means their expectations will be sky-high.

They’re raking in money now, but they’ll have countless issues down the road.

It might not end well.”

Alicia sighed with relief.

“I thought you weren’t going to intervene.”

“I haven’t,” Caden replied coolly.

“Whether Corey makes a fortune or goes broke, it’s not my concern.”

“Then what have you been doing all this time?” she asked, curious.

“Digging into Corey’s secrets,” he replied, a glint of intrigue in his eyes.

Alicia was about to press him further when Hank entered, announcing, “Sir, Corey is here.”

Corey entered, bearing gifts.

On the very first day of Q’s sales — before any profits were officially in — he had already withdrawn a significant sum from his own account to hand over to Caden.

The amount was astonishing.

Caden set the check down with a wry smile.

“You made the chip for the Q Robot.

I can’t take it all for myself.

From now on, we’ll split the profits seventy-thirty, with you taking the larger share.

This is the first payment, and from here on out, we’ll settle payments annually by year’s end.”

Caden listened, sensing the deeper implications behind the offer.

For an opponent to walk so confidently into his territory with such a generous proposal wasn’t just a gesture of goodwill — it was a calculated business maneuver.

Crossing his legs, Caden spoke calmly.

“It’s only been a few years, and the once down-and-out Mr.

Hampton is now throwing money around without a second thought.”

Corey chuckled, unbothered.

“Isn’t that what money’s for?”

“What do you want from me?” Caden cut straight to the point.

Corey smirked.

He enjoyed negotiating with sharp minds—it saved time.

“I want someone.”

Caden’s eyes narrowed, the answer already forming in his mind.

Still, he asked coolly, “Who?”

Corey’s gaze shifted to the side, landing pointedly on Alicia.

He spoke slowly, deliberately.

“Your girlfriend.”

Alicia’s brow furrowed, a flicker of unease crossing her face.

Caden’s expression darkened.

Corey continued, his voice steady.

“Your girlfriend doesn’t work for you, yet she’s here, listening to our negotiation.

Are you sure she should be?” His words lingered, intentionally provocative.

Caden held Corey’s challenging stare before responding, “Alicia, leave us.”

Though her mind raced, Alicia obeyed in silence, rising to leave.

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