Yolanda gave a casual shrug.

“Whatever suits you."

Whistling cheerfully, she went off to find Caden.

Caden had carefully examined the supposed evidence and resignedly accepted the situation.

Yolanda had deleted all records from his phone and slipped it back into his coat pocket.

As Caden wore his coat, Yolanda acted as if she was just arriving, stepping out from around the corner. “Caden, what are your thoughts?"

Caden's face showed no emotion as he answered dismissively, "I don't have any thoughts."

Yolanda was surprised by his indifferent reaction and continued, "You still won't cooperate with my father?"

With a cold demeanor, Caden walked away.

He instinctively reached for his phone to call Alicia, but the call failed to go through.

With a frown, he left the hotel lounge and walked down the hallway.

Yolanda followed behind, attempting to persuade him by discussing the advantages and disadvantages of the situation.

Caden ignored her completely, finding her constant talking irritating.

Yolanda reiterated, "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 responded coldly, "Without Dorian, you're insignificant. What use could I possibly have for you?"

Suddenly, he stopped, his eyes drawn to a room nearby.

A pang of pain struck his heart, compelling him to stop.

Yolanda caught his look and realized it was the suite where Alicia and Blake were staying.

Her heart raced, shocked that Caden might have sensed something. She was on edge.

"What's wrong?" Yolanda asked cautiously.

Caden stifled his sudden unease, unable to stay there a moment longer, and quickly left.

Watching Caden walk away decisively, Yolanda let out a sigh of relief.

She immediately called Corey.

“Did your team mess up? Check now. Caden seemed to pick up on something when he left."