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    Josie, overwhelmed and close to tears, admitted, “I honestly don’t know. Mrs. Harper told me Ms. Harper should tidy her own room, so I steer clear of it. Besides, it’s quite stuffy in here—no windows, no sunlight. It’s usually deserted.”


    Caiden’s brow furrowed in response. Trying to reassure Dani, he said, “Don’t worry. Josie hasn’t touched anything in here, so it’s bound it’s bound to be somewhere around. We don’t have many visitors, so it surely hasn’t been misced.”


    Upon hearing that, Dani halted mid-motion, her eyes narrowing as she fixed a piercing gaze on Katrina.


    “Why are you staring at me like that? I…” Katrina suddenly remembered the ck stic bag Alexander had delivered just days prior. She had carelessly tossed it into the overflowing trash bin,manding Josie to dispose of it.


    A flicker of panic shed through Katrina’s eyes, a detail Dani didn’t miss.


    “Where is it now?” Dani demanded, her expression stern and unyielding.


    Peyton grabbed Katrina by the arm and pressed, her voiceced with frustration.


    “Where the hell is it?”


    Unfamiliar with the upper floors, Peyton was oblivious to the fact that Dani had been relegated to such a modest room. In the grandeur of such a vast vi, it was astonishing that Dani resided in a mere storage room.


    Katrina exchanged a helpless nce with Caiden, her eyes begging for assistance.


    Caiden asked, “Where is it?”


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    Katrina’s response was hesitant, her words tumbling out awkwardly.


    “That day, Alexander brought it here, encased in a worn-out garbage bag. When I felt it, it was stiff, like thick cardboard. So I tossed it into the trash can.”


    Turning abruptly towards Josie, Katrina rebuked her sharply.


    “Josie!”


    “How could you let this happen? I threw out something important, and you didn’t even care to check? What’s wrong with you?”


    Josie was caught off guard.


    Katrina whirled to face Caiden, her unease palpable.


    “Alexander’s at fault too. How could he be so careless with something that mattered so much? At the very least, he could have packaged it properly. And really, what interest does a CEO like Alexander have in Dani’s sketchbook? If he hadn’t taken it in the first ce, I wouldn’t have dismissed it as trash so thoughtlessly.”


    Dani stood nearby, her fists balled in silent fury, her gaze fixated on Katrina. She nced towards the door, noticing the lock that had long been weak, and her eyes darkened with a deep, unsettling shadow.


    Worried about facing Peyton’s reprimand, Katrina hastily grabbed her phone and called Alexander.


    “Alexander, was the ck garbage bag you brought overst time the one with Dani’s sketchbook in it?”


    Alexander, interrupted during a meeting, took a moment to confirm.


    “Yes, that was it.”


    “Why on earth didn’t you specify? I assumed you had brought actual garbage, so I threw it out. Now Dani has returned and is looking for it. Can’t you tell how this mess is making me look bad?”


    Seated in the conference room, Alexander hesitated before instructing Katrina, “Please pass the phone to Dani.”


    Katrina passed the phone to Dani, and she epted it.


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