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    Joyce’s fury nearly made her choke.


    “You—”


    “What about me?” Dani cut in, her voice cold, her eyes sharp.


    “You still think I’m that same easy target? Well, here’s a tip—don’t push me, or I’ll have you out of the Harper family faster than you can blink!”


    Joyce’s eyes filled with tears as she pointed at Dani.


    “How could you! Dad says I’m his daughter! You can’t just kick me out! Dani, you hate me, don’t you? You’re just jealous because Alexander likes me. But I’m your sister. Why would I hurt you?”


    As she spoke, she staggered back, almost as if shoved, crashing dramatically against the restroom door.


    Outside, Alexander stood leaning against the wall, a cigarette between his fingers. He watched as Joyce stumbled out of the restroom, her body copsing onto the floor in a heap.


    Joyce tilted her head back, her teary eyes wide with feigned innocence. She knew Alexander could see her in this state, looking as pitiful as possible.


    She nced up at Dani, her voice thick withint.


    “Dani, why are you doing this to me? I know you like Alexander, but he’s my true love, too! Am I not allowed to love someone? Fine, it’s all my fault. I’ll kneel and beg if that’s what you want!” Her voice cracked, and her body shook as if she might copse at any moment.


    Dani observed Joyce’s exaggerated performance with a calm, almost entertained expression. Her eyes briefly flicked toward the doorway, where Alexander stood silently watching.


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    Dani chuckled and crossed her arms.


    “Go on, kneel.”


    Joyce froze, her cries suddenly trailing off. She was caught off guard, unsure of how to react to Dani’s unexpected response.


    “What?” she stammered, staring at Dani in disbelief.


    Dani tilted her head slightly, her gaze sharp.


    “You said you’d kneel, didn’t you? So go ahead, kneel. What’s the hold-up? Can’t follow through? Was all that talk just for show?”


    Joyce’s face turned bright red with embarrassment, her confidence slipping away.


    Alexander started to speak, but before he could say anything, Dani’s cold starended on him.


    “She said she’d kneel.


    You heard her, didn’t you? I didn’t make her say it.”


    Her voice was steady and unwavering, nothing like the gentle tone she used to have.


    “This is a private matter between Joyce and me.


    You’ve crossed the line, Mr. Bet.”


    Dani let out a mockingugh, her piercing eyes locked onto Alexander.


    “So, what now, Mr. Bet? Will you continue to defend Joyce after all this?”


    Alexander’s brow furrowed deeply as he faced her. It had been just three months since their divorce, and yet here she was, confronting him with such boldness.


    Did being CEO of Elite Lux make her think she was untouchable?


    His features darkened, and he was on the verge of retorting when Dani added sharply, “Don’t test my patience. Push me one more time, and I’ll make damn sure both of you pay for it.”


    Without waiting for his response, Dani mmed her heel down on Joyce’s foot.


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