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    “Isn’t that interesting? I’ve been saying all this, and you’ve been calm this whole time. But the second I brought up Cedric, you got worked up.”


    Dani lifted her ss of water, taking a sip before setting it down.


    “So, things have changed, haven’t they?” Alexander probed, his voice low and steady, a stark contrast to the intensity in his gaze as he searched her face for any sign of contradiction.


    Instead, Dani offered a slight, enigmatic smile. Her response was serene, almost detached.


    “Wasn’t it clear all along? In terms of looks, Cedric’s sophistication and allure make you look downright ordinary. In terms of talent, his brilliance outshines your own. And when ites to power, prestige, and wealth—really, in which aspect do you think you could possibly outdo him? You wish to rival Cedric? Please, do tell—what do you possess that might possibly surpass him?”


    With a faint tilt of her head and a sarcastic edge to her tone, she pressed on.


    “What could I possibly gain from you? Your inconsistency? Your egotism? Or perhaps it’s the deceitful guise you don today, dredging up bygone days as if they hold any relevance? Alexander, save your breath. If you’re searching for someone who can endure your presence, try Joyce. She’s still in the dark about you, after all.”


    The shadow of anger swept across Alexander’s face, a tempest lurking just beneath his stoic facade. Each of her scathing words struck deep, challenging his self-control, yet he anchored himself in his seat, determined to reim her affection without losing hisposure.


    Tension coiled tightly within him as he leaned forward, his voice strained but deliberate.


    “If I’m the viin you paint me to be, what drew you to me in the first ce?”


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    Dani answered without hesitation, “I’ve exined this before. But it seems you’ve forgotten, so I’ll remind you. I mistook you for the boy during my darkest days of depression in youth. Does that make things clear enough for you?”


    The color drained from Alexander’s face, his eyes searching hers for a sliver of the past warmth. In a voice edged with desperation, he pleaded, “And now? There’s nothing left?”


    “Nothing at all,” Dani shot back with an edge to her voice.


    “The day I asked for a divorce, I wiped away all memories of what we once were. We should be strangers from now on. The only reason we’re meeting today is that your endless persistence exhausted what little patience I had left. And maybe because…”


    Her voice trailed off as she lifted her eyes.


    The person who had been talking to his secretary outside appeared, his tall frame backlit by the light flooding in. Alexander’s gaze drifted, following her pointed look, and his heart clenched painfully as he spotted Cedric.


    Cedric, with his usual aloof and frosty demeanor, strode towards them, his presence as imposing as always.


    Yet when he spoke to Dani, a soft smile yed on his lips.


    “Are you ready to leave? If so, let’s head upstairs and have lunch.”


    Without a moment’s dy, Dani rose and apanied Cedric, leaving Alexander to stew in solitude at the table.


    He watched their receding figures, a sense of finality washing over him.


    It was then that realization struck him with the force of a thunderp.


    He had lost her. Completely.


    Just as Cedric and Dani were about to vanish from view, Alexander’s emotions boiled over. Leaping to his feet, he bellowed after her, “Dani! You’ll regret this!”


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