Chapter 552
At those words, Yolanda felt a surge of relief. “Really, Dad?” she asked. Dorian reassured her with a tender smile. “Yes, Yolanda. All I want is for you to be well and happy.” Tears mingled with her smile as she embraced him. “Thank you, Dad.” A deep sense of satisfaction settled over Dorian. However, unbeknownst to him, a sly, victorious smile played on Yolanda’s lips.
After Yolanda left, Dorian turned to his assistant. “Any word on my wife yet?” he asked. His assistant answered, disappointed, “No, the police are still searching.” Dorian was deeply concerned. Since their last heated argument, Regina had stormed out and vanished without a trace. She was adept at evading others, and her disappearance was complete. “Deploy more people to search for her,” Dorian instructed urgently. “I need to know she’s safe, and soon.”
Yolanda delivered the partial solution Dorian had devised to Corey. While it didn't fully resolve the issue, it exceeded Corey’s expectations. In a hopeful gamble, he presented it to his initial group of customers. Consequently, within a day, Corey’s product faced a direct and debilitating attack. These clients, historically high-spending, had become demanding, each expecting a flawless experience and a submissive attitude.
Since the mishap, Corey had kept a low profile, offering neither humility nor effective solutions. Even compensation failed to satisfy them. The situation proved more daunting than he’d anticipated. He’d been irritable all day, his mood darkening into the evening. In his office, he stood with one hand on his hip, breathing heavily, his face stormy. Adding to his frustration was Caden’s successful product launch—an instant sell-out that had catapulted it to the top of the trending charts, leaving Corey’s product second only due to negative reviews.
Amidst the turmoil, Hampton Group’s staff was subdued, too intimidated to speak. Only his secretary dared to speak cautiously. “Mr. Hampton,” she began, “we’ve looked into Caden’s new product. It was designed and tested a long time ago. Could he have released it now on purpose?”
The mention of Caden’s name intensified Corey’s rage. “Can you provide some useful information?” he snapped. “Don’t we have a new product to replace the Q Robot?”
The secretary hesitated. “Mr. Hampton, that’s quite challenging. If anyone could design something like the Q Robot, Caden wouldn’t be so remarkable.”
In his frustration, Corey threw a document at the secretary. Undeterred, she boldly suggested, “I suspect that the Q Robot’s chip is a trap set by Caden.” Corey had considered this possibility before.