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    Dani lowered her head slightly, exhaling a deep sigh.


    “That p really put things into perspective for me. I wouldn’t dream of contending for anything anymore.” Dani’s words sent shockwaves through the room. The reporters exchanged uneasy nces, their reactions a mixture of shock and anger. How could a father drive his daughter to reject her birthright?


    Caiden and Katrina stood frozen, their faces showing the full extent of their surprise. Caiden’s scowl deepened, his frustration evident.


    “No way! Joyce can’t possibly run Harper Group!”


    Dani, unflinching, shot back, “Dad, aren’t you a bit old to cling to power? It’s somewhat unbing, don’t you think?”


    Her words cut deeper than any p, and the room seemed to hold its breath as all eyes turned to Caiden.


    Even Joyce, sensing an opportunity, piped up in a hopeful, whiny voice, “Come on, Dad, give me another shot at thepany!”


    Frustration boiled over in Caiden. He sharply yanked his hand away from Joyce’s grip, the motion betraying his shattered patience. With a burst of anger, he shouted, “How dare you even suggest that? I entrusted you with the finance department, and you squandered over a million! When I moved you to marketing, you drove away a key client—one we’d maintained for more than a decade! And in public rtions, you ended up entangled with some junior intern! What more can I possibly trust you with? Each moment you spend at Harper Group only hastens our downfall!”


    Dani stood there, resolute, knowing the truth behind Caiden’s fury. She was all too familiar with the damage Joyce had caused.


    Katrina, always the maniptor, had long persuaded Caiden to let Joyce “gather experience” at thepany. But in reality, Katrina had feared that someday Harper Group would fall into Dani’s capable hands. The result was disastrous. In less than a week, Joyce had cost thepany over ten million dors.


    Caiden’s unease had only grown since then. He couldn’t bear to have Joyce involved in any client interactions. During one meeting, she identally caused a loss of over five million dors. At a dinner gathering, she mistakenly called Mr. Bradley “Mr. Chavez,” and then confused the real Mr. Chavez with theirpetitor, Mr. Norris. The mistake spread like wildfire through Olisvine, making thepany the punchline of every joke for an entire year.


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    As a result, Caiden had been forced to keep Joyce at home, treating her like a precious but sheltered princess, away from the chaos of the business.


    The tale was that the client involved in that fateful meeting still harbored resentment. Despite Caiden’s efforts to mend fences by sending several cases of exquisite wine, the rtionship remained strained.


    To Katrina, this mess was the kind of shame that refused to die, always gnawing at her.


    Recently, following a flopped deal to secure a new shop location, Katrina decided to make her daughter a director in Dani’spany. And Caiden was more than willing to cooperate. After all, they clearly thought Dani was foolish enough to ept Joyce.


    Dani remained unruffled, casually dropping a remark before receding into the background, her eyes observing the ensuing tumult. Joycetched onto Caiden’s arm, her voiceced with sharp impatience.


    “Dad! Did you hear that? Dani just renounced her im to Harper Group! It should be mine now! You won’t be around forever, you know!” Even Katrina, usually soposed, was caught off guard by the bluntness of the statement.


    Reporters leaped into action, their pens dancing across notepads, cameras capturing every moment.


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