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    Dani set the towel down and clipped her earrings on. Her tone remained calm and light as she said, “Looks like it’s time to confront my family.”


    Ten minutester, in the downstairs living room, Joyce reclined on the couch, her tone overly sweet as she bossed the housekeeper around.


    “These fruits are exquisite. Pack up a box for me to take home. And the fruit tter—it’s stunning. I need to know where you found it. I’ll take that too. Oh, and see that little table over there? It’s just perfect for night snacks. Fold it up for me, will you?”


    While issuing her orders, Joyce wandered over to therge fish tank.


    The housekeeper, visibly stressed, hurried over with a forced smile.


    “Ms. Holt, these fish are a special gift from Mr. Phillips. I’ve heard each one is valued at over twenty thousand dors.”


    Joyce’s interest piqued, and she nced at Katrina, who immediately understood her intentions.


    Leaning on Caiden’s arm, Katrina remarked, “Just look at Dani’svish setup here. This tank alone must be worth a fortune. She really indulges herself, doesn’t she?”


    Caiden scoffed, “She doesn’t know the first thing about living sensibly. Joyce, if you fancy it, we can have someonee and collect the entire tankter.”


    Joyce’s smile widened, clearly pleased. She had to acknowledge, Dani was not only wealthy but also had an exceptional eye for style. Everything in the house was curated with elegance.


    Eyeing a nearby cab, Joyce’s smile turned cunning.


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    “Dad, I’d like that cab as well. It would be perfect in our ce.”


    The housekeeper’s heart sank.


    “This cab is another gift from Mr. Phillips. It’s crafted from rare rosewood and was acquired at an auction. It’s not really something we can just give away.”


    Katrina chuckled lightly, turning to Caiden.


    “Dani may be thriving in her career, but it seems her staff doesn’t quite understand. We’re all family here. Why should there be such boundaries among us?”


    Caiden’s expression hardened as he faced the housekeeper, his voice dropping to an icy, authoritative timbre.


    “I’m her father. Whatever I desire, she should be willing to provide. Even if I demanded this entire building, she’d have no choice but toply—let alone a mere cab.”


    The housekeeper bowed her head submissively.


    “Yes, sir.”


    Emboldened by Caiden’s deration, Joyce’s demeanor swelled with arrogance. She swept her hand across the room, pointing at thevish furnishings as ifpiling a wish list for an extravagant shopping spree.


    Turning to Caiden with a gleeful grin, she said, “Dad, I’ll arrange for movers to collect these items. And while we’re at it, could you convince Dani to refurbish the 18th to 20th floors for me? I want them styled just like this.”


    The housekeeper’s eyes bulged, her mind reeling at the audacity. These people were beyond belief. Her gaze darted toward the staircase, hoping Dani would appear soon.


    Anxiety tightened her chest. If Dani didn’t intervene quickly, they’d empty the entire house.


    Just as panic threatened to overwhelm her, a firm knock echoed through the room. A flicker of hope sparked across the housekeeper’s face, half-expecting it to be Lillian, whose gutsy demeanor might help defuse the escting situation.


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