Chapter 519:

Corey stood frozen in place.

He knew there was no point in checking if he had dialed the wrong number.

Caden couldn’t have spent nine days in Terriland without accomplishing something significant.

The fact that he intercepted the call meant he had already turned Corey’s men against him.

Damn it! He was acting quickly.

Recognizing there was no point in dancing around the issue, Corey sneered.

“Must have been a tough nut to crack in Terriland, huh? Did you uncover anything of worth, Mr.

Ward?”

Caden clicked his tongue in playful regret.

“Nothing that piqued my interest.

I assume your most vulnerable spot wasn’t left unguarded in Terriland, right?” he asked lightly.

“You protect it so fiercely.

Is it always nestled close to your side?”

Corey’s voice turned cold.

“Caden Ward, are you trying to play games with me?”

A soft chuckle escaped Caden’s lips.

“I’ve already got the answer I want.”

Corey was left speechless.

His reaction was exactly what Caden had hoped for.

Corey was as crafty as a fox, as elusive as a shadow, having wiped away every trace of his actions.

Despite his relentless digging over the past few days, Caden had only unearthed a handful of trivial clues.

In light of this, Caden was left with no choice but to play the game of deceit.

Corey’s fists clenched tightly, his frustration simmering just beneath the surface.

Thankfully, Caden couldn’t see the veins bulging on his forehead through the phone.

Corey was convinced he still had some leeway to navigate through the situation.

“Is that all?” Corey’s voice gradually found its steadiness.

“Even if you uncovered something, you have no leverage for negotiation without a dagger to my throat.”

Caden shot back, “If not in a week, then a month or half a year? Mr.NôvelD(ram)a.ôrg owns this content.

Hampton, you ought to know: there is nothing money can’t buy.”

Corey pressed his lips into a thin line and fell silent for a while.

He was acutely aware that Caden wouldn’t have just disappeared without a reason.

Whatever Caden had unearthed was enough to keep him on a tight leash.

Corey knew that if he dared to make another move against Caden’s mother, Caden would unleash a storm.

He would turn over every stone and leave no trail unsearched in his quest to find Gemma.

Corey shut his eyes, his chest rising and falling like a bellows.

“Caden, even if I don’t do anything, there are others who thirst for your blood.

You should rush to your grandmother’s side.

I hope you get to see her one last time.”

At that moment, Caden was leaving the airport with Alicia by his side.

Suddenly, he tightened his grip on her hand.

“Caden, what did Corey say?”

Caden’s eyes held a depth that was both intense and unreadable.

“Nothing.

Let’s head back to Joy Mansion,” he replied curtly.

As they entered Joy Mansion, Caden nearly collided with a doctor rushing by, a medical kit clutched in his hands.

The doctor stopped abruptly, clearly startled.

“Good day, Mr.

Ward.”

He recognized the man as Ciara’s personal doctor.

Caden’s expression darkened as he pushed past him, heading toward the master bedroom.

“Mr.

Ward? What brings you back?” Jasmine asked, her voice filled with surprise.

Caden’s voice was cold as he retorted, “And why shouldn’t I be here?”

He reached for the door, but his hand faltered just before pushing it open.

“How is Grandma doing now?” he asked quietly.

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