<strong>Chapter 710:</strong>


    With a cheerful whistle, she made her way to find Caden.


    Meanwhile, Caden had carefully examined the supposed evidence and, with a sense of resignation, epted the situation. Ynda had deleted all records from his phone and slipped it back into his coat pocket. As Caden put on his coat, Ynda acted as if she were just arriving, stepping out from around the corner.


    “Caden, what are your thoughts?” she asked, her tone light but edged with anticipation.


    Caden’s face betrayed no emotion as he answered dismissively, “I don’t have any thoughts.”


    Ynda, taken aback by his indifference, pressed on.


    “You still won’t cooperate with my father?”


    With a cold demeanor, Caden turned and walked away. He instinctively reached for his phone to call Alicia, but the call failed to go through. His frown deepened as he exited the hotel lounge and made his way down the hallway.


    Ynda followed closely behind, trying to persuade him with talk of the situation’s advantages and disadvantages. Caden ignored her, his irritation growing with each word she spoke.


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    Ynda persisted.


    “Caden, if you ever need anything, I’m here to help. It doesn’t matter whether we get married. I’m ready to support you, no matter what.”


    Caden’s response was cold, his voiceced with contempt.


    “Without Dorian, you’re insignificant. What use could I possibly have for you?”


    Suddenly, he stopped in his tracks, his gaze drawn to a nearby room. A pang of pain struck his heart,pelling him to freeze in ce. Ynda noticed his reaction and realized that the room he was staring at was the suite where Alicia and ke were staying.


    Her heart raced, her breath caught in her throat. She feared Caden had sensed something, her nerves fraying with each passing second.


    “What’s wrong?” Ynda asked cautiously, a hint of concern in her voice.


    Caden stifled the unease that had gripped him and quickly turned, not wanting to linger any longer. He walked away, his strides determined.


    Watching him leave decisively, Ynda let out a relieved sigh. She immediately dialed Corey’s number.


    “Did your team mess up? Check now. Caden seemed to pick up on something when he left,” she said, her voice tense.


    Corey sounded annoyed as he responded.


    “What do you mean?”


    “When he walked by Alicia’s room, he stopped in the hallway for a few seconds.”


    “Where is he now?” Corey asked, his tone sharp with curiosity.


    “He left, and I’m not sure where he’s headed.”


    Corey chuckled, teasing Ynda for her nervousness.


    “You know how Caden is. If he had really noticed anything wrong, he would have confronted it head-on.”


    Reassured by those words, Ynda rxed slightly. As she did, she noticed Dorian stepping out, cing a coat over her shoulders.


    “It’s chilly out, and you’re hardly dressed for it. Be careful not to catch a cold,” he said, his voice soft with concern.


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