?Chapter 119:


    Surrounded and overwhelmed, Caiden struggled to navigate the relentless flood of inquiries. Joyce continued to cling to his arm, her pleas tinged with desperation. Katrina, gripped by fear that Dani might reconsider her decision and stake a im, added her voice to the growing mor.


    Meanwhile, Dani had retreated to the fringes of the chaos.


    She stood apart, her expression cool and distant, silently observing the spectacle unfold.


    Caiden had reached his breaking point. With a thunderous shout, he barked, “Enough!” Both Joyce and Katrina recoiled instinctively, taken aback by the sudden outburst.


    The reporters, however, remained unfazed. One of them pressed further, “Mr. Harper, are you genuinely considering Joyce as your sessor in the future?”


    Caiden rubbed his forehead, trying to ease the pounding ache in his head. But then, from the corner of his eye, he noticed Katrina’s piercing gaze locked onto him. A cold shiver ran through him.


    In her eyes, Caiden saw the same ambition and greed—cold, sharp, and relentless—that he had once seen in Dani’ste mother. That familiar, haunting look had tortured him for years, like a recurring nightmare. And now, that very gaze was back, this time in the eyes of the woman he loved most.


    Caiden felt overwhelmed, his mind struggling to process it. He blinked rapidly, hoping to shake the image from his mind. When he looked back, Katrina had already dropped her eyes, tears running down her cheeks, her face filled with sorrow and grief.


    With a shaky exhale, Caiden tried to convince himself it was just a figment of his imagination. He forced himself to regain focus, straightening up as he turned to face the reporters.


    “This is a private family matter. We appreciate your interest, but this isn’t the right time or ce. Please leave. Thank you.”


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    Realizing they weren’t going to get anything further, the reporters began to disperse, since Katrina had secretly bribed them.


    In no time, the atmosphere grew quiet.


    Caiden remained at the center of the lobby, his face clouded with frustration. He was seething inside—today, Dani had made a mockery of him, embarrassed him in front of everyone, and he couldn’t stand it.


    He spoke sharply, his tone icy.


    “Dani, just answer me one thing. Will you allow your sister to work at Elite Lux or not?”


    Without missing a beat, Katrina chimed in, “It’s not just any position, of course. We’re talking about a director’s role; something that reflects her status.”


    Caiden slipped his hand into his pocket and pulled out a cigarette. He was about to light it when he felt Cedric’s cold stare fix on him. The weight of Cedric’s gaze made his hand hesitate. With a sigh, he begrudgingly tucked the cigarette back into his pocket.


    Holding back his frustration, Caiden managed a smile and turned to Cedric.


    “Mr. Phillips, this is a private family issue.


    You’re a busy man, I’m sure you…”


    He made a subtle gesture, signaling Cedric to take his leave.


    But Cedric leaned back, exuding an air of easy defiance.


    “Oh, don’t worry about me. I’ve got all the time in the world. Go on, pretend I’m not even here.”


    Caiden felt his eye twitch involuntarily. He thought about redirecting the conversation elsewhere, but before he could offer the idea, Dani interjected, “I’m extremely busy. If you have something to say, say it here.”


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