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    “Oh, you were setting aside a wedding gift for me with thepany’s operating funds?”


    Caiden was momentarily at a loss for words.


    Dani continued, “So, to rify, if this money earns any future profits, I can subtract those from your share of thepany dividends?”


    Caiden stood dumbfounded, questioning her implication.


    “What’s the problem?” Dani inquired, her tone sharp.


    “Is that not eptable? Or are you retracting your promise already?”


    Before Caiden could muster a reply, Katrina intervened with a forced smile.


    “Of course it’s eptable! Why wouldn’t it be? Dani, you’re family. What’s yours is yours. We’re just short on cash right now, but rest assured, you’ll receive everything you’re entitled to.”


    Dani nodded slightly in acknowledgment. Then, as though it were the most logical step, she reached under the table and produced a nk sheet of paper.


    “In that case, let’s formalize it. Write me an IOU.”


    Katrina’s smile stiffened.


    “Dani, is that really necessary among family? It feels so impersonal, doesn’t it? We’re united in this, and our word is solid.


    You don’t need a document to confirm that.”


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    The idea of issuing an IOU—a binding acknowledgment of debt to Dani—was intolerable for Katrina.


    It had merely been a cating gesture, a temporary solution.


    But Dani’s insistence on formalizing it marked a serious shift.


    Katrina maintained her stered smile, barely managing to navigate through the tension.


    Just as she was concocting an excuse, Joyce, without ncing away from Lillian’s phone, said nonchntly, “Mom, there’s a pen in the cab. Fetch the ck one—it leaves a clearer mark.”


    Katrina’s heart nearly stopped. She gawked at Joyce, her mind whirling in disbelief. Was this dumb girl truly her flesh and blood? Caiden, seeing no escape, reluctantly picked up the pen and started to write the IOU.


    When it came to specifying the amount, he hesitated. Instead of the staggering 80 million, he penned just 1 million.


    Dani caught the figure and chuckled.


    “A million? Howvish!”


    “Dani, you’re aware of my plight. I’m not getting any younger, and funds are tight. This is all I could muster—saved penny by penny.”


    Dani hardly batted an eyelid. She hadn’t returned for their wealth. With a dismissive wave, she turned and called, “Josie.”


    Josie emerged promptly from the kitchen, her smile radiant as she presented Dani with a te adorned with fruit.


    “What’s the matter?”


    Dani then handed her the IOU.


    Josie nced at the paper.


    “This is one million,” Dani stated inly.


    “Spend it on snacks for Dodo!”


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