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    Her voice, soft and pleading, wasden with feigned self-abnegation. She assumed the guise of a benevolent, loving stepmother with wless precision.


    Caiden, observing this, was overwhelmed with a rush of pride and tenderness for Katrina. His heart swelled with appreciation for her disy of “kindness,” and he made a silent promise to himself to provide even greater support for her and Joyce in theing days.


    How could they, so innocent and righteous, live in this dangerous world without him watching over them?


    Dani let out a sharp, icyugh.


    “So, you came here to apologize? You showed up uninvited, assaulted my staff, and then, without permission, tried to strip my house bare. Is this a new kind of apology I’ve yet to learn about?”


    Katrina opened her mouth to respond, but Dani turned to the movers with a cool smile.


    “I’m sorry for all the trouble you’ve gone through, but nothing here is leaving. Thank you for your time.”


    The movers exchanged uneasy nces. One of them stepped forward hesitantly.


    “We still need to cover the transportation costs. We brought a lot of people out here, so someone needs to pay for the service.”


    Dani chuckled, nodding.


    “Of course. That’s reasonable.”


    Her gaze snapped to Katrina, sharp and cutting.


    “Go on; this one’s on you.”


    Katrina’s lips twitched as she fought the surge of anger rising within her. Forcing a tight smile, she reached into her purse, pulled out a wad of cash, and handed over ten thousand dors.


    “Thank you for your time. I apologize for this little family misunderstanding. Have a safe trip back.”


    The movers, now satisfied, quickly packed up their equipment and left, leaving the room quiet once again.


    Katrina nced at Caiden, her expression unreadable but loaded with intent. Her eyes spoke volumes.


    The furniture could wait. She needed to secure the bigger prize.


    Caiden straightened.


    “Luxor Tower is enormous. There’s no way you need all this space, Dani. Hand over the 18th to 20th floors to your sister. And one more thing—Joyce is running a clothing store. She wants a coboration with Elite Lux for a joint collection. Take care of it.”


    Before Dani could respond, Joyce jumped in with eager enthusiasm.


    “Dad, I don’t know much about design. Maybe Dani could handle that part for me?”


    Caiden nodded, pleased with the suggestion.


    “Excellent idea. Dani, take care of it. And while you’re at it, renovate the floors. I stopped by your office earlier—it’s impressive. Use that as inspiration. Make it just as grand. After all, you’re sisters. Now that you’re sessful, it’s your duty to look out for her.”


    His tone hardened, disappointment dripping from every word.


    “Frankly, I shouldn’t have to spell this out for you.


    You’re so inconsiderate sometimes. I can’t imagine what kind of man would even want to marry you. And if anyone does, it’ll only be for your money. Dani, this is all because your mother raised you so poorly!”


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