?Chapter 96:


    “Jerry, just where on earth are we headed now?”


    They had exited the elevator and continued their lengthy trek. It seemed as if they were about to leave the confines of Luxor Tower altogether.


    Jerry, clutching a hefty ring of keys, was visibly annoyed. The murmurs and snickers from the group had not escaped his notice and had left him simmering with resentment.


    He was keenly aware of Dani’s true character—her beauty was matched by herpassion and generosity.


    She had discreetly funded his wife’s surgery when they were desperate and unsupported. Whenever a crisis struck a staff member’s family, she was there to offer aid. Her genuine kindness had earned her the deep respect of everyone within Elite Lux.


    Yet, here was her own family, disparaging her with a haughty air.


    Jerry rolled his eyes, his voice sharp and dismissive as he retorted, “Why bombard me with questions? Juste along and all will be revealed in due time!”


    His brusque tone took Caiden aback. It had been a long while since someone had addressed him with such unfiltered disdain.


    “Do you not know who the hell I am?” Caiden challenged, his brow furrowed in irritation.


    “I’m Dani’s father—your boss’s father! With a snap of my fingers, I could own this entire building!”


    Jerry halted in his tracks, his grip on the keys tightening, his knuckles whitening as he fought to control his rising fury.


    Caiden, seemingly unaware of the growing storm, pressed on.


    “Don’t forget, it’s my family’s money keeping your ass employed.”


    Katrina, quick to capitalize on the moment, chimed in sharply, “Precisely! Would you even have a job if it weren’t for us? People who run their damn mouths like you don’t deserve to stay employed!”


    Jerry exhaled sharply, his voiceced with a mix of defiance and disbelief.


    “Go ahead, fire me! But I have to ask, do you actually hold the power to do so? Caiden, is it? Let me make something clear. Having you as a father is the worst curse that could’ve befallen Ms. Harper! Weren’t you the one who dered to the world that you were severing all ties with her? And yet, now that she’s found sess, you suddenly im ownership over this entire building? Why not take it further? Perhaps proim that the entire nation belongs to you? You’re supposed to be an elder—perhaps it’s time to start behaving like one and exhibit a bit of dignity!”


    Katrina’s face flushed a deep crimson, and she shook with fury.


    “How dare you speak to us in such a manner! Get your manager on the phone this instant!”


    Jerry, utterly unfazed by the escting tension, retrieved his phone and dialed his manager, putting the call on speaker. The manager’s voice crackled through, tinged with irritation.


    “What now? What’s the problem with Joyce Holt? She’s already stirred up enough trouble.


    You know what? Forget it—if they’re that much of a nuisance, just stop leasing to them. Are we really so desperate that we can’t do without the rent from a basement-level unit?”


    The phrase “basement-level unit” struck a nerve.


    Caiden and Katrina, who had been simmering with rage only seconds before, came to a sudden halt.


    Joyce’s brow furrowed as her voice dripped with fury.


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