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    Dani, who not only operated a sessful design firm but had ventured into the medical field, was well-equipped to help. Much of the hospital’s cutting-edge equipment came from herpany, and her connections and resources far surpassed their own.


    Caiden, clutching a phone borrowed from the doctor, stepped aside and implored in a hushed, desperate tone, “Please, as a personal favor to me, could youe to the hospital? This is a life-or-death situation. Even if you don’t consider us family anymore, perhaps you could help us as strangers in dire need?” Tears streamed down his face as he spoke.


    When Brylee had been there, she had fortified his world, giving him the freedom to live a blissful life, ying with his pets without a second thought. After Brylee’s passing, he stepped back from thepany, thriving on the monumental empire she had left behind—enough to carry him through forever. His days were filled with bliss, enchanted by Katrina’s captivating presence.


    But now, confronted with this dire crisis, he was begging Dani for help.


    “Dani, I’m begging you, get here as fast as you can! Things could take a very dark turn if you don’t!” Caiden’s desperate plea crackled through the phone line.


    The attending doctor had rarely encountered such raw vulnerability—a father who seemed shattered, unsure of where to turn.


    Once the call ended, Caiden dabbed at his eyes, briefly masking his sorrow before facing the doctor.


    “My daughter will be here shortly.”


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    He then dialed his home number again, hoping for somefort or update.


    Silence greeted him—no response.


    Annoyed and anxious, he switched tactics and called Joyce. Over the years, he had indulged her every whim, sparing no expense for her happiness. Now, amidst the turmoil, he expected her to rise to the asion.


    After all, it was Katrina who had entangled them in this disaster.


    Moreover, he needed Joyce to bring a substantial sum of money. In his haste to reach the hospital, he had managed only to bring five hundred dors.


    The phone rang several times before Joyce picked up.


    “Joyce, I’m at the hospital. We need fifty thousand dors. Ronald requires surgery, and Wyatt and Mom need to be hospitalized immediately.”


    On the other end, Joyce sighed dramatically, her toneced with exasperation.


    “Dad, Mom has the safe key, so I can’t ess the money. I’m not going to that hospital. It’s full of sickness and bacteria, and as someone who’s pregnant, I’d think my health would be a priority!”


    A fresh wave of helplessness swept over Caiden.


    After a brief pause, Joyce went on, “Dad, you really shoulde home too. Mom’s incredibly upset. There’s little you can help with there. It’s probably best to employ a nurse. They’ll manage everything far more effectively than you. Plus, Mom mes the entire ordeal on them, insisting it’s none of our concern.”


    Initially, Joyce had felt a twinge of anxiety when the chaos erupted.


    However, as the minutes passed without any police involvement, her worry dissipated, giving way to indifference.


    Caiden felt a deep ache in his chest as he absorbed her dismissive tone.


    Over the years, he hadvished Joyce with affection and gifts, often at the expense of Dani, who received scant attention from him.


    Now, in his time of need, Dani rushed to his aid after just a simple call. Joyce, conversely, offered nothing but weak justifications.


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