The Unwanted Wife's Unexpected Comeback - Chapter 816

Chapter 816:

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As he signed, Hank added, “By the way, Mr. Ward mentioned you’re late. The machine acquisition is complete. You can have your CEO negotiate with Mr. Ward personally if you want it.”

Corey felt the sting. It was now clear why Caden had stayed aloof. The videos didn’t interest him. What he wanted was an encounter with Alicia.

Caden’s actions had completely crushed Corey’s pride. Not only had he forced Corey into spending a great deal of money, but he had also subjected him to one humiliation after another. Now, Corey was prepared to strip him of his last advantage. Alicia couldn’t be allowed to meet him. With Caden’s relentless methods, it was only a matter of time before Alicia would be brought back to Warrington. If that really happened, what would become of Gemma?

Corey gripped his pen, his thoughts racing. Hank, noticing his hesitation, reassured him, “Mr. Ward isn’t in any rush. He’ll be busy with Christmas festivities, so he won’t have time until spring. Anytime within the next three months will work for us.” After saying that, Hank exited without another word.

Corey drank alone in the private room, his mind clouded with frustration. Sensing his mood, his secretary said with concern, “Mr. Hampton, drinking this much isn’t good for your stomach.” Corey handed him a thick wad of cash.

“Nice work with that spill earlier. Take this as your bonus.”

The alcohol did little to soothe him, and he left the room, still unsettled. Outside, he spotted a striking woman with long, wavy hair waiting nearby. Her long, slender legs, accentuated by a short skirt and black stockings, immediately caught his eye. The woman approached Corey with purpose and handed him a business card. Corey took one look and recognized her as one of Caden’s people.

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He sneered.

“That jerk sure knows how to mix business with pleasure.”

Despite his irritation, the woman was exactly his type. After a few more drinks, he leaned in and asked coyly, “Is this your first time?”

She nodded, drawing him in. Corey, never one for drawn-out seduction, wrapped his arm around her waist and guided her to a room. Once inside, he wasted no time. He wasn’t interested in slow gestures; he preferred a straightforward approach.

But three seconds later, Corey leaped up, swearing.

“What the hell are you?”

The woman blinked, still lying on the bed, and responded, “Hello, Mr. Hampton. My code name is Al.”

Her eyes flickered, and a small screen appeared on her forehead, showing that he could input commands by touch. Corey muttered darkly, “Damn you, Caden!”

Despite his decade of experience in technology, this was the first time Corey had been outsmarted by a robot. Disgusted, Corey took a cold shower to regain his composure, cursing as he realized that he might be scarred for months. Swallowing his pride, he ordered someone to retrieve the robot for examination.

Caden had gone all out with this one. Corey’s attraction hadn’t just been fueled by alcohol; the robot was incredibly lifelike — aside from a particular flaw. Massaging his temples, he cursed again under his breath.

“Caden, you’ll pay for this someday!”

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