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    For Alexander, there was no familial bond with Dani to sever, but the repercussions on thepany’s reputation were severe and undeniable.


    He reached out to the investigator, his voice low and filled with dissatisfaction.


    “I’ve handed you a fortune, and you’re telling me you can’t track down a defenseless woman?”


    The investigator was equally perplexed.


    “Mr. Bet, our team ranks among the finest in the nation. If she’s eluding us, she’s out of reach for anyone. But I must ask—are you certain she is merely an ordinary woman? Could she perhaps be concealing a more formidable persona beneath her unassuming exterior? How else could she vanish without a trace?”


    With a deep sigh, Alexander squeezed his eyes shut, his mounting irritation finally breaking through.


    Dani was a woman everyone dismissed as a pathetic, lovesick fool. What secret could someone so pitiful possibly be hiding?


    Over thest decade, the most extreme thing Dani had ever done was love him fervently. What other feats could she have aplished? If it turned out Dani did harbor some secret identity, he would swallow his arrogant ims whole.


    “Mr. Bet, should we consider engaging another private investigator?” Alexander’s secretary offered.


    “It’s been quite some time. Maybe something has happened to her.”


    Positioned by the panoramic window, Alexander surveyed the teeming city streets below, his expression detached.


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    “Forget it. She’s the one who wanted the divorce, so whatever mess she’s in now is her own problem, not mine.”


    Three months had passed when a stunning headline captured everyone’s attention in Olisvine.


    “Breaking News! Landmark of Olisvine Acquired by Mysterious Magnate!”


    The elite of the city were abuzz, their conversations brimming with intrigue and wild guesses.


    “Can you believe it? Someone is rich enough to snag Olisvine’s Luxor Tower!”


    “Didn’t the owner, Cyrus Bradley, say it would be a wedding gift for his daughter? Why would he part with it?”


    “Money speaks volumes, and everythinges with a price tag,” Lucian Chavez, the CEO of a major hardware firm, remarked with a smirk, illustrating with a hand gesture.


    “I’ve heard the offer was so staggering that Cyrus couldn’t refuse. The property was in someone else’s hands the very next day.”


    A murmur of disbelief swept through the gathering.


    “I can’t believe this!”


    “Who is this buyer? It’s not just about having such a fortune—executing such a transaction is astounding. None of us here could envision managing such a feat. Who could this enigmatic tycoon be, wielding such significant financial power?”


    Their fascination wasced with respect and an undertone of caution. No one was eager to cross paths in a bad way with the potential new powerhouse of Olisvine.


    Turning to Alexander, one of them asked, “Mr. Bet, you’re the most knowledgeable among us. Do you have any insights about this tycoon?”


    Alexander offered a cryptic smile and his voice carried an enigmatic undertone as he replied, “Whatever is destined to ur will unfold in its own time. Dwelling on spection is pointless.”


    Admiration flickered in the eyes of the others, once more struck by Alexander’s poised aura.


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