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    On his phone, Cedric quickly typed out a curt reply.


    “Apologies, sent by mistake.”


    The response from Dani came almost instantly.


    “Come to my room.”


    Cedric stared at the message, his jaw tightening.


    Cedric shot Caiden a cold, piercing re.


    “Look what you got me into!”


    Caiden shrank back instinctively, his frustration and grievance palpable.


    As Caiden trudged upstairs, his gaze caught Cedric knocking hesitantly on Dani’s door. Cedric looked uncharacteristically subdued, as though unsure of his ce.


    It was a stark contrast to the authoritative warning he had delivered downstairs moments earlier.


    Without lingering, Caiden retreated to his room, his mind swirling with unease.


    Cedric remained at Dani’s door, his expression softening into an unconvincing smile.


    “What’s up?”


    Dani, fresh from a shower, exuded an effortless allure. Her long, damp curls framed her face, cascading over her shoulders with natural elegance. Draped in pristine white loungewear, she looked both ethereal and serene, as though she belonged in a dream.


    She was seated cross-legged on the plush carpet, her fingers deftly working on a halfpleted puzzle. With a casual gesture, she pointed to the space opposite her.


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    “Have a seat.” Despite her gentle demeanor, Cedric couldn’t shake the feeling that her sharp gaze saw straight through him, peeling backyers he hadn’t meant to expose.


    He remained rooted to the spot.


    “It’ste. I won’t intrude. Is there something you need?”


    Dani didn’t reply immediately. She lowered her gaze, her fingers picking up a stray puzzle piece from the floor. With practiced ease, she slid it into its rightful ce.


    “Why did you transfer money to me?”


    “I told you, it was just a mistake.” Dani didn’t reply immediately.


    The longer the quiet lingered, the more Cedric’s unease grew. His guilt churned, swelling into something he could no longer suppress.


    “Really?” Dani finally asked, her voice cool and detached.


    Her eyes lifted slowly, and she nced at him.


    “Y-Yes!”


    “In the middle of the night, you transferred three hundred million. Can I ask why?” Dani picked up another puzzle piece and fitted it effortlessly into the growing picture.


    Cedric felt the sweat trickling down his back. His earlier shower now seemed utterly pointless.


    He couldn’t exin it, but he had a sinking suspicion that Dani already knew the truth.


    Her calm exterior didn’t waver. When she finally nced up again, her expression was gentle, devoid of judgment, and yet it carried a weight Cedric couldn’t ignore.


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