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    Caiden responded with a look filled with gratitude and whispered tenderly, “Katrina, marrying you was the best decision of my life.”


    Radiating warmth and serenity, Katrina smiled at him. In her mind, the cost wouldn’t be steep; after all, how expensive could the medicine be?


    All she wanted was to ruin Dani’s imagepletely. If Dani dared to take money for the medicine, Caiden’s wrath would be absolute, and public opinion would cast her as the ruthless viin who turned her back on her family.


    In Katrina’s eyes, her strategy was foolproof.


    “Three hundred million,” Dani dered, cing her fork on the table. Her gaze met Katrina’s.


    “Transfer that sum to Dreamscape, and you’ll get the medicine.”


    Katrina froze, her expression one of sheer disbelief.


    “How much did you say?”


    “Three hundred million,” Dani reiterated firmly, maintaining eye contact.


    “What’s the problem? A moment ago, you appeared quite eager. Does this mean you don’t value a human life at three hundred million?”


    The smug smile that had been ying on Katrina’s lips suddenly stiffened.


    “Dani, don’t you dare push it! We’ve bought medicine before, and there’s no way in hell it costs that much!” She strode towards the entrance, signaling to the gathering reporters.


    “See this for yourselves, everyone. Dani’s trying to extort money from us. Three hundred million!”


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    Dani’s lips curled into a subtle smile. That twisted smile made Katrina’s blood run cold. Of all things, nothing terrified her more than seeing Dani grin like that.


    Dani’s smile sent a sharp pang through Katrina’s heart, causing it to skip erratically. Recoiling, she asked, “Why are you smiling like that?”


    With sereneposure, Dani gently wiped her mouth with a napkin before responding nonchntly, “Because you’re being a fool.”


    Katrina felt a flush of embarrassment heat her cheeks. Surrounded by a sea of reporters, the sting of being publicly ridiculed as foolish was too much. She yearned to snap back fiercely but, catching the eyes of the crowd, her resolve melted into tears of frustration instead.


    Her visible distress instantly softened Caiden’s heart. He red at Dani, his usation sharp in tone.


    “You’re exploiting our desperate need for this treatment to inte the price, aren’t you?”


    Dani’s smile remained unfazed, a picture of tranquility and poise—a stark contrast to the visibly perturbed Katrina and the incensed Caiden.


    Ignoring their usations, Dani turned gracefully to the assembled reporters and began to outline the journey of their heart repair technology—from the early stages of research, through substantial investments in equipment, to years of meticulous experimentation, and finally, the modest yet significant breakthroughs.


    Her words, imbued with conviction and transparency, resonated with the reporters, touching them with the evident passion and challenges her team had faced.


    “Our institute’s dedicated professors have devoted their lives to this project. Don’t they merit some acknowledgment for their dedication? Isn’t it right to honor their hard work and sacrifices appropriately?” Her poignant words resonated deeply with everyone gathered.


    The reporters and onlookers, stirred by her plea, responded with vigorous agreement, their voices echoing in solidarity, “Absolutely!”


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