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    Carefully flipping through the pages, Richard stopped at the final one and pulled out a neatly folded note. On the note were the words, “I want to see you.”


    A wave of emotions overtook Dani. She quietly put her fork down and extended her hand to take the sketchbook.


    Without uttering a word, she scrutinized the pages meticulously, her face betraying no emotion.


    Meanwhile, Richard observed her with keen interest, his face momentarily clouded by a flicker of apprehension. He had someone reconstruct the sketchbook to mirror the one Dani once cherished, yet, devoid of any artistic insight, he remained uncertain if it perfectly captured every intricate detail.


    After the meal, Richard courteously walked Dani to the grand entrance of the Elite Lux building.


    His smile was soft and reassuring as he remarked, “Dani, you’re aware of how reserved Alexander can be. However, beneath that quiet exterior, you’ve always held a special ce in his heart. His dealings with Joyce are merely a formality—she is, after all, a Harper, and he had little choice. But the bond you and Alexander share? That’s genuine, isn’t it?”


    Beneath the grand building, Dani stood, ethereal in her bespoke white gown.


    She gave a faint nod, her voice tinged with a hint of sorrow as she responded, “Yet, there is something real between Alexander and Joyce too. I think it’s best if I step back.”


    Richard’s lips twitched nervously before he leaned forward, his tone earnest.


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    “No, that’s not the case at all! What Alexander feels for you—that’s true love!”


    Dani’s head tilted slightly, her earrings moving gracefully.


    “Let’s not linger on this topic. It belongs to the past. Richard, I appreciate your kindness in sharing the sketchbook with me today. I must leave now.”


    She spun around without awaiting his reply and strode determinedly into the building.


    Richard, who had appeared nervous just a heartbeat ago, now shed a victorious smile.


    He eagerly retrieved his phone and dialed Alexander’s number.


    “It’s done,” he announced with glee.


    “I’m convinced Dani still harbors feelings for you. Forget Joyce! Don’t let Dani misinterpret things any further!”


    In stark contrast to the grandeur of the Elite Lux, the Harper family’s wealth seemed trivial—mere loose change.


    On the other end of the call, Alexander’s voice wasced with skepticism. Richard’s assurances seemed overly optimistic.


    “Are you sure about that?”


    Previously, Dani had only shown contempt for him, consistently keeping her distance as if he were contagious—not the behavior of someone secretly smitten.


    “Absolutely!” Richard was practically vibrating with anticipation. He then cast an admiring nce at the majestic building, his smile broadening at the prospect of it someday falling under his control.


    “Dani still has feelings for you. She’s only been distant because of the divorce. Now, as CEO of Elite Lux, she has her reputation to consider. But mark my words—y your cards right, and Elite Lux could be in your grasp before you know it. Let me arrange a delightful dinner. Dani wille by, and as the wine flows, you two can reconnect and see where the night takes you. Dani’s always been a sucker for romance. Reignite that old me, and she’ll be walking down the aisle with you again in no time!”


    Alexander absorbed this silently, offering only a low, nomittal grunt of “Mm.”


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