The unwanted wife’s unexpected comeback
Chapter 545

Chapter 545:

Mayson scoffed.

“He’s so busy he can’t even pick up the phone.”

Caden changed the subject slightly.

“What’s your favorite feature of the Q Robot?”

Mayson’s expression softened.

“I got it for my grandson.

It’s safer than hiring a housekeeper and does so much more—especially the educational stuff and bedtime routines.

My grandson loves it.”

Caden thought of Alicia’s soft, soothing voice.

He’d only heard it a couple of times, but it had left a lasting impression.

That voice was meant to calm him, but now it was used to soothe other people’s grandchildren, thanks to Corey’s meddling.

For a moment, he felt a flicker of irritation.

Then he shook it off, annoyed with himself for thinking of her at all.

Ridiculous.

After finishing the conversation, Caden returned to the company.

He leaned back in his chair, legs crossed, as he flipped through the documents in his hand.

Hank asked, “So, Mr.

Ward, do you want us to make a move?”

Caden looked up, a faint smirk on his face.

He clearly understood Corey’s weaknesses, and now seemed like the perfect moment to strike.

“No need to act,” he replied calmly.

“Corey’s issues are already unraveling on their own.”

Hank looked puzzled.

“What do you mean, Mr.

Ward?”

Caden leaned back, his expression cool.

“My chip design is traditional—Corey knows it inside and out, so he felt comfortable selling it off without hesitation.

But Alicia’s improvements? They require live input, something Corey didn’t anticipate.

To fix the current issues, he’d need to scrap his changes and have Alicia re-record her work from scratch.”

Hank’s eyes lit up with understanding.

“Then he’s in real trouble.

Ms.

Bennett would never agree to help him.”

A smirk tugged at Caden’s lips.

“Alicia’s added features go beyond just soothing; she painstakingly developed unique aspects that kids love.

Corey’s keeping a low profile because he can’t bear to abandon the current version, and he certainly can’t convince Alicia to resolve it for him.”

Hank thought for a moment, then asked, “Why doesn’t Corey just find someone with a similar voice to Alicia’s? Or use AI to replicate it?”

Caden shook his head.

“Alicia’s voice and talent are unique; they can’t be replicated.

No one else could bring her exact touch.”

Hank nodded, muttering, “True, it’s hard to imitate… maybe that’s why she has such an effect on you.”

Caden shot him a look.

“What was that?”

Hank straightened quickly.

“Nothing, sir.

Just clearing my throat.”

As they started the car, Hank added thoughtfully, “Corey’s resourceful.

Do you think he might try to reach out to Ms.

Bennett in secret?”

Only Alicia knew how to make the necessary modifications, and time was running out.

The longer Corey delayed, the more restless the clients grew—a risk he couldn’t afford.

Caden closed the file in his hand, his tone calm but firm.

“If she dares to help him, I’ll make sure she regrets it.”

Meanwhile, in her office, Alicia sneezed out of the blue.

She rubbed her nose, glancing up at the air conditioning vent.

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