Chapter 441:

Yolanda understood the risks but remained composed.

“I’ve been unwell since childhood, never truly happy.

If I don’t find some excitement now, how will I keep going? Don’t worry.

Do whatever you need to.

No matter what comes next, I’ll take full responsibility.”

Corey leaned back, pulled out a cigarette, and lit it, his gaze clouded with hesitation.

Sensing his reluctance, Yolanda pressed on.

“You don’t want to go against Caden, but you’re out of options.”

Corey’s expression was unreadable.

“What are you suggesting?”

“Most of Caden’s projects are focused here.

If things work out with Alicia, it’s only a matter of time before they marry and settle in Warrington.

Soon, he’ll become a major player here.

Do you really want him taking the profits that could’ve been yours?”

Corey’s eyes narrowed as he exhaled a plume of smoke, a hint of a mischievous smile tugging at his lips.

“If I compete with him, winning or losing is fair game.

But teaming up with you? That would paint a target on my back.

Caden wouldn’t hesitate to wipe me out.

So tell me, which option is the smarter choice?”

Yolanda’s eyes flashed with irritation.

“Do you even have the guts? Are you really a man?”

Corey shot back, “You were born into the Moss family and have everything you could want.

Why are you still trying to stir up trouble?”

“Everything but Caden,” she replied fiercely.

“I want him.Property © of .

If you refuse, you’re opposing the Moss family.

I assume you remember what my father is capable of?”

Corey’s gaze darkened.

Dorian might be older now, but he was still influential.

Crossing him could bring trouble Corey didn’t need.

He knew Yolanda’s so-called ‘cooperation’ was just a ploy to pit him against Caden, using him as a pawn.

His thoughts drifted to Alicia, wondering how she fit into all this.

Yolanda’s patience wore thin as she watched him, and she spoke with an icy edge.

“If you agree to my terms, I’ll consider being with you.

Let you experience what I have to offer.”

Corey met her gaze, a faint smile tugging at his lips.

“I’ll give you an answer in three days.”

Yolanda smiled smugly, as if she already had him under her control, and left without another word.

Corey picked up the chip she had left behind, running his thumb over it with a detached expression.

Caden was resting at the airport when Hank’s words caught his attention.

“I just ran into Miss Moss.

She was meeting with Corey.”

Caden glanced at his phone, paused, and asked, “What did they discuss?”

Hank shrugged.

“I don’t know.

I just saw them leaving one after the other.”

Unfazed, Caden continued scrolling, tapping notes into his screen.

Hank frowned, his concern unmistakable.

“You just handed the chip over to Mr.

Moss, and now Yolanda had a meeting with Corey? Could this mean…”

Without lifting his head, Caden replied, “Yolanda wouldn’t dare.”

“But what if she does?”

Caden fell silent, his eyes glued to the screen, seemingly very busy.

Curious, Hank leaned over to see what had him so absorbed.

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