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    With a firm nod, the secretary confirmed, “Yes, Mr. Phillips. They’vepleted the divorce proceedings.”


    A ripple of curiosity surged through the room, stirring the appetites of the executives who thrived onpany gossip.


    Divorce? Who got divorced? What in the world was happening?


    Cedric abruptly stood and dered, “That concludes today’s meeting. Kevin, arrange the next flight out to Elite Lux for me.”


    The room fell silent, shock etching the faces of the executives. After Cedric left, an executive, driven by a blend of confusion and curiosity, reached out and grasped Kevin’s arm.


    “This is unprecedented! A five-minute meeting? Where is Mr. Phillips off to so urgently?”


    With a sly grin, Kevin responded, “If everything goes as nned, Mr. Phillips will be walking down the aisle in no time.”


    His words hung in the air, leaving a trail of astonishment among the listeners.


    “Yes, I love Alexander!”


    “I was behind that fire! I instructed someone to douse the ce with gasoline, and I was the one who set it aze. I intended to ruin your wedding to Alexander!”


    “So what if you’re Dad’s biological daughter? Anything you own, I’ll snatch it away!”


    “Dani, does it even matter that you’re Dad’s biological child? Look at yourself, kneeling before me. And what good will your cloud surveince footage do, Dani? No one’s going to believe you anyway!”


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    “Your wedding is just the start. By the time I’m done, your whole life will be in shambles!”


    Suddenly, the hashtag #TruthOfTheBrideInFire skyrocketed to prominence on social media. Audio clips mingled with visuals of a zing inferno circted rapidly across various tforms.


    Joyce was in the midst of a high-stakes executive meeting between Bet Group and Harper Group when the controversial video caught her eye.


    In a flurry of panic, she inadvertently pressed the y button, and instantly, her harsh and biting voice echoed through the conference room.


    Upon realizing her blunder, she looked up to see over a hundred executives from both corporations fixed on her, their faces etched with loaded res.


    Joyce’s cheeks flushed a deep scarlet as she frantically waved her hands, eximing, “That wasn’t my voice! This is nder! It’s a setup by Dani to destroy my reputation.


    You see now—how malevolent she is! I’m contacting the police immediately!”


    Half an hourter, an in-depth professional analysis of the video and audio surfaced online. The findings confirmed that the audio and surveince footage were indeed genuine, with no signs of alteration or maniption.


    This disclosure struck Joyce like a brutal reprimand.


    Atst, Alexander grasped the true implications of Dani’s earlier statement—people should pay the price for their mistakes.


    But the fallout was merciless—Joyce faced an online storm of hatred, her name dragged through the mud.


    “Unbelievable! I’ve never seen such audacity from a stepdaughter!”


    “The audacity to make the real daughter kneel? I can’t decide if it’s cruel or just in ridiculous.”


    “And really, what gave Joyce the nerve to start a fire at her stepsister’s wedding? So Dani was the bride caught in the fire? All that nder, all those usations, and now it’s clear she did nothing wrong. How embarrassing for them.”


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