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    He stood there, watching her retreat upstairs, her movements deliberate and final. The door closed behind her, and Alexander remained, standing in ce, lost in thought. He couldn’t understand it.


    But in that moment, an unsettling sense of cold dread washed over him. Was this really Dani?


    Alexander stepped out of Dani’s residence to find Richard waiting expectantly by the car. Richard had taken it upon himself to drive Alexander today, his intentions clear. Given Dani’s growing influence, Richard was eager to secure her favor. The thought of anyone else gaining her trust was unbearable to him.


    “How did things go?” Richard pressed, shing a sly grin.


    “Was it a candlelit dinner or avish meal? Did Dani invite you to stay overnight? Remember my advice, Alexander. Don’t be too quick to please her.


    You need to keep her intrigued. First, secure the lucrative North District project, then aim for thepany shares, and finally, make her desperate to marry you. Then, she won’t be able to leave you anymore, and Elite Lux will be firmly in your hands.


    You’re ying your cards right; you really are my son!” Richard’s voice swelled with pride.


    “Dad, I didn’t have dinner,” Alexander interjected, his tone t. Richard’s smile vanished, reced by a look of utter disbelief.


    “What did you just say?”


    Holding Richard’s bewildered gaze, Alexander replied, “I didn’t eat a thing. She had her meal alone and then told me to leave.”


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    Richard, flustered, waved his hand in dismissal.


    “That can’t be right! Dani would starve herself before neglecting you like that. Have you done something to upset her?”


    Alexander shook his head slowly, deliberately. He recalled how Dani had disdainfully tossed his sketchbook into the trash. Her expression had been cold, calcting, distant—eerily so.


    “I suspect Dani doesn’t like me anymore,” Alexander murmured, releasing a weary sigh.


    Richard, however, remained unconvinced.


    “How can you say that? Why did she invite you to dinner if she didn’t even like you? If she truly didn’t care, she wouldn’t even take your calls. And let’s face it, you wouldn’t have lingered up there if she didn’t show some interest. Sometimes, you need to coax a woman.”


    He pointed to the grand sign adorning the building and continued, “With all this wealth at stake, even if Dani doesn’t harbor feelings for you now, you must sway her to marry you. Don’t worry. I know charming women isn’t your strong suit, so I’ve assembled some tools to help you win her heart!”


    With that, he took Alexander back to thepany.


    The moment they emerged from the car, Alexander’s eyes widened at the sight of a dozen employees lined up at the entrance. They chimed together in a well-rehearsed chorus, “Good evening!” Once inside, Richard ushered Alexander toward the CEO’s office.


    With a gentle push, he swung open the door to an office adorned with an array of photos featuring Dani. Across from the desk, arge ckboard dominated the room, covered in extensive analyses of Dani’s preferences, personality, and the traits she found appealing in a partner.


    “I’ve brought in a rtionship strategist specifically for your pursuit. They’ve dissected every facet of Dani’s life to maximize your chances of captivating her heart.”


    As Richard borated on the strategy, his phone buzzed—Katrina was calling. He excused himself with a reassuring pat on Alexander’s shoulder, whispering, “The Bet family’s future rests on your shoulders now.”


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