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    Laughter cascaded through the room, and several rtives nodded and gave Joyce approving thumbs-ups.


    “You’ve really outdone yourself, Caiden—such a clever and aplished daughter! Speaking of which, why isn’t Dani here tonight?”


    The reality of severing ties with Dani to secure Joyce’s position was a secret Caiden had kept close to his chest; hecked the courage to divulge it to the family.


    “She’s tied up with work,” Katrina interjected, her face lighting up with a practiced smile that masked the underlying tension.


    Wyatt Harper, Caiden’s brother, saw an opportunity in the prestige and power of Elite Lux, especially now that his daughter hadpleted her college education.


    “Caiden, seeing as Dani managed to secure a role for Joyce, perhaps she could also find a spot for my daughter? It doesn’t need to be something high-level—just a managerial role would suffice.”


    Before Caiden could respond, Ronald Harper, Caiden’s other brother, eagerly jumped into the conversation.


    “And while you’re making arrangements, Caiden, maybe Dani could also help find positions for my son and daughter-inw?”


    A young couple at the table sprang to their feet, their smiles a blend of warmth and formality.


    “Thank you, Uncle!” they chimed in, their eyes alight as they addressed Caiden.


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    Despite their rare appearances at family events—often excusing themselves due to hectic schedules—here they were, punctually seated and instantly transforming the once sparse dinner into a bustling affair.


    Ronald, shing a grin at Caiden, boasted with a touch of pride, “Caiden, you’re well aware of how capable they are. One’s already mastered the role of a department head, and the other excels as an executive assistant. I suggest you have Dani consider my son for managing a branch office and appoint my daughter-inw as her assistant. For a pivotal role like executive assistant, it’s prudent to keep it within the family. My daughter-inw is not only efficient but also exceedingly dependable—she would significantly ease Dani’s burdens.”


    As Ronald concluded his proposition, a chorus of sses clinked in a toast to Caiden, apanied by broad, approving smiles.


    Caiden exchanged a nce with Katrina, who returned a cordial, rehearsed smile and was just about to reply when Ronald interjected, “Caiden, your children have certainly carved out impressive paths for themselves, but we must support one another. It’s only when the entire family prospers that we truly embody strength.


    You shouldn’t monopolize the sess, leaving the younger ones to fend for themselves.”


    Wyatt immediately joined in, topping off Caiden’s drink with a hearty ssh and turning a chastising look to Ronald.


    “Ronald, what are you implying? Caiden has always been our guardian angel. He’s the first to spot any opportunity and make sure it’s offered to us!”


    In Ronald’s and Wyatt’s view, if Caiden could extend his generosity to Joyce, who wasn’t even his own flesh and blood, how could he possibly overlook his own siblings and their children?


    They didn’t see it as a favor—it was an expectation, in and simple. Caiden was supposed to manage it all, as if it were his duty, without them saying a word.


    The mere fact that they had to voice their needs already felt like a favor to him. Moreover, hadn’t their families extended their help to Caiden in times past? He was indebted to them. This was merely settling scores.


    Caiden gulped down his drink, the sharp liquor searing his throat.


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