The Unwanted Wife's Unexpected Comeback - Chapter 786

Chapter 786:

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“Caden’s more dangerous than he appears. He may look defeated now, but he’s like a storm ready to break. Poking him would only lead to trouble.”

Rivalries among men were common, but Corey knew when to stand his ground and when to retreat. This maturity allowed him to navigate situations smoothly.

Alicia unexpectedly agreed to see Corey. Entering the room, Corey placed the bouquet on the table with a courteous smile.

“I wasn’t sure what flowers you’d prefer, so I brought a mix of sunflowers and pink roses. I hope they’ll brighten your day and wish you a quick recovery.”

As he looked at her, Corey was taken aback. Alicia appeared more resilient than he had anticipated. Though she had lost some weight, her eyes were bright, almost defiant. Something about her was different, though he couldn’t quite put his finger on it.

Alicia met his gaze directly and said, “Mr. Hampton, I have to admit, I underestimated you. I used to think you were just a rat in the shadows, but it turns out you’ve been the one reaping the benefits all along.”

Corey chuckled.

“Ms. Bennett, how could you think that of me? This incident has nothing to do with me.”

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Alicia’s gaze remained steady.

“Let’s be honest, Corey. We’re both businesspeople; there’s no need to pretend otherwise.”

Corey sighed, a hint of weariness in his expression.

“Pretending is exhausting, I’ll admit. So, tell me, what are your plans after you recover? Are you still chasing that futile romance?”

Alicia pressed her lips together, offering him no answer.

He leaned forward slightly.

“Your willingness to see me today tells me you have something in mind. Just give me a chance, Ms. Bennett. A partnership with me could be more beneficial than you think.”

Alicia hesitated, feeling her resolve waver. Losing her child had left her heartbroken and empty, but it had also solidified one goal: to live on her own terms. Yet, in her current situation, avoiding Corey seemed impossible. Facing him head-on was the only way forward.

After a moment, she spoke.

“If we’re talking about cooperation, then let’s be sincere. What do you really want from me?”

Corey gave a faint smile, sidestepping her question.

“Agree to work with me, and you’ll find out.”

Alicia’s gaze hardened. She wasn’t so easily swayed. Yes, she’d suffered a terrible loss, but she still had her resources and connections.

Corey could not back her into a corner.

“In that case, Mr. Hampton, please leave — and don’t come back.”

Corey was about to respond, perhaps to try a different approach, but the bodyguards at the door stepped forward and escorted him out.

Corey turned back briefly, catching one last glimpse of Alicia’s composed, unyielding figure. He let out a soft laugh, admiring her resilience, then chose not to press further.

Once he was back at the car, one of his bodyguards muttered, “Why the polite act, sir? Push her harder, and she’ll cave.”

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