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    “The shares have been in Joyce’s name for quite some time. We just kept it quiet to avoid any unnecessary issues. Don’t worry; we’d never cut corners when ites to Joyce. At the wedding, you’ll have all the documents—the equity transfer agreement and the vi’s deed.”


    Richard looked like he was about to ask more, but Katrina quickly added, “Come on, we’re about to be family. Do you honestly think we’d lie to you about something so crucial? Do you want toe home with us and inspect the safe? Joyce is our one and only daughter. There’s no way we’d treat her unfairly.”


    At this point, there wasn’t much more Richard could say. Reluctantly, he let the matter rest.


    At the table, Joyce clenched her fork so tightly that her knuckles turned pale.


    Everything had been a lie.


    They had deceived Richard in the same way they had deceived her. Caiden had never nned to hand over the assets.


    It was nothing but a charade!


    Anger seared through her, but she kept it buried deep. She knew that making a scene now would mean throwing away everything she had.


    Later that evening, Richard picked up his phone and called Alexander.


    The background noise of lively music and voices made it clear Alexander was at a bar. Richard’s brow furrowed in disapproval.


    “Are you there for business, or are you just out enjoying yourself?” Alexander’s voice sounded muffled and distant.


    “What do you need?”


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    Richard exined everything from the dinner, including Katrina’s assurances about Joyce’s dowry. Alexander responded with a dismissiveugh.


    “Katrina dotes on Joyce. She won’t let her go into marriage empty-handed. Stop worrying about it. Let them sort out their problems. If they can’t, they’lle crawling to Dani eventually. We’ll get what we need, one way or another. And let’s face it, no matter how hard you push, Joyce will never be Dani.”


    And with that, he ended the call.


    Richard stared at the phone, regret shadowing his features.


    Alexander was right.


    No matter how things went, Joyce could never be Dani.


    On their ride home after dinner, Joyce’s voice sliced through the silence.


    “You promised to hand over Harper Group, and if that’s not possible right now, I’ll ept its cash equivalent. Converting it into money is fine by me.”


    Caiden, clearly frustrated, responded, “How do you expect me toe up with such an amount? You know the situation with Harper Group. People think that Elite Lux’s partnership with Harper Group has been a huge sess, but the truth is, it’s been losing money all this time.


    Your wedding with Alexander was only secured because outsiders don’t know the truth yet.”


    Turning her head away in frustration, Joyce eximed, “Richard just said he and Alexander valued me as a person. What are you implying? Do you genuinely believe Alexander is after our fortune? Why must you see things so superficially? Do you think everyone is as maniptive as you are?”


    Her voice escted with each statement, and she instructed the driver to stop the car.


    Once the vehicle halted, she exited, turned back to Caiden and Katrina, and dered, “The Bet family has promised me a bride price of fifty million dors.


    You need to provide an equivalent amount for my dowry.”


    With a forceful m of the car door, Joyce stormed away.


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