Chapter 158

Caesar's Pov As I pondered this, Sylvia turned in her sleep, and simultaneously, my phone vibrated with an incoming call from Dylan. Glancing at the caller ID, I stepped outside the bedroom to answer, not wanting to disturb her rest. "Alpha, I've found something," Dylan said without preamble. "Go on," I replied, my tone revealing both impatience and slight distraction. Sylvia was still in our bedroom, and I was eager to return to her side. My time was precious—most of it dedicated to being with my mate. "It seems Ms. Frost is having trouble with an international client," Dylan explained. "From what I've gathered, it's not her fault at all. A man named John has dramatically increased his asking price after their initial agreement." As Dylan detailed the situation, everything became clear. "I understand now," I said, my eyes darkening. "Investigate this John thoroughly. Find out what's really going on." Dylan immediately grasped my suspicions. "Alpha, you think there's something question