The unwanted wife’s unexpected comeback

Chapter 40:

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Alice had also begun to notice that someone had been discreetly helping her behind the scenes.

His first instinct was to call Monica.

When Monica answered, she sounded frustrated. “I hired trolls to trash Lilliana online,” she admitted. “But I don't have the money to censor searches. Those things cost a fortune, and my dad blocked my credit card. “I’m sick of him.”

Alicia thought about Monica's words, and only one other person came to mind: Gerry.

Without delay, he called him, and his suspicions were confirmed.

Feeling a little uncomfortable, Alice said quietly, “It's just gossip, people talking behind my back. It's not like they're physically harming me. You really didn’t need to waste your money on this…”

Gerry, comfortably lying down, put her on speakerphone but didn't answer right away. Instead, he looked at Caden, who was sitting across from him.

Caden, his long legs crossed casually, had his eyes glued to his phone, scrolling mindlessly. He gave no sign of joining the conversation.

Undeterred, Gerry turned his attention back to Alicia. “I didn't spend that much,” he finally replied. “The real help came from another big shot.”

Alice frowned, confused. “Who is this mysterious benefactor?”

Once again, Gerry's gaze shifted to Caden, but he didn't reveal the answer right away, instead choosing to mock her.

“Are you free?” he asked, smoothly moving on to another topic. “Come on. “We can chat, have some fun, and I’ll introduce you to this ‘big fish.’”

Alice took the hint immediately.

She had always had a good working relationship with Gerry, and now that she was in a bind, he was helping her out by offering her the chance to meet someone powerful. That was how things worked: mutual benefits, carefully cultivated relationships.

"What's that big fish like?" she asked. "I'd like to give him something."

Hearing this, Gerry's eyes sparkled with mischief. "He's… well, let's just say he's not as strong as he used to be. Maybe you could get him some Viagra."

Alice was momentarily speechless, and then replied with dry humor: 'Mr Hopkins, do you happen to have any shady side business?'

Gerry couldn't help but laugh. "If they ever come to an agreement, it will be a miracle."

understanding

shot Gerry was hinting

his lips and smile. "I'm really curious, Caden. Why did you suddenly decide to help Alicia

of silence,

eyebrow, intrigued. “What do

a light knock on

announced, “Mr. “Ward, Mr. Hopkins, your drinks have arrived.” Behind him

right away. Instead, they slid gracefully into

the girl next to him, pulling her close as she giggled, taking a sip of her drink

didn't even acknowledge the

as if he were studying her rather than savoring

said in a soft, hopeful tone, “would you like something to eat? “I

“No need,” he said flatly, turning his head away

smile faltered, clearly surprised by his

easily. Clients as wealthy as Caden didn't come along every day, and she wasn't about

Ward, don't be so cruel,” she said, moving closer despite her reluctance. “Tell me what you like, I

her, an uneasy tone in

up with eager anticipation, nodding quickly, confident that her persistence was paying

again and Alice stepped in. The air in the private room was filled

were leaving, one of them especially distressed, wiping her eyes with

her eyes scanning the

he asked, his lips

amused. “Not me. It was Caden. “He was the one

naturally shifted

his signature black shirt that clung to his

devilishly handsome face showed no emotion, but his presence alone radiated a charm that was hard to resist. Despite his coldness, he had an inexplicable

Alicia's mind, those intimate moments when Caden's touch seemed so matter-of-fact, so devastatingly skilled. A strange emotion

same skillful hands with other women

of mischief in her eyes as she took her

in his voice. “Impotent

his head, his gaze locked

best to seduce him, and what did Caden do? “I have

nearly popped out of their

of his mouth twitched,

moment, his tone quiet and eerie. “There are far more wicked things,

lump in