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    At this moment, the car pulled up at the hospital entrance.


    Katrina practically dragged Dani towards the hospital, her urgency clear.


    But Dani pulled her hand away sharply, walking inside on her own without a second nce.


    Katrina hurried after her.


    “I knew you still think of us as family.”


    Dani’s lips curled into a smirk, but her tone quickly turned serious.


    “If this happens again, the consequences will affect Joyce’s financial interests.”


    Katrina’s face drained of color at her words. She understood that Dani was talking about the five percent stake in the roboticspany.


    “It won’t happen again. Thanks foring.”


    “There’s no need to thank me. I just want to see how the things you fought so hard to steal are now leading to your downfall,” Dani replied, her tone biting.


    Katrina was left speechless.


    They both then made their way into the hospital.


    From down the corridor, Joyce’s angry voice echoed. Alexander stood quietly to one side, his hand wrapped in a bandage from a recent injury.


    The police were trying to mediate, and as they drew closer, the first thing they heard was an officer’s defeated remark.


    “If this doesn’t resolve, file awsuit.”


    Katrina hurried forward with a nervous grin.


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    “It’s just a family dispute, nothing serious,” she said, trying to defuse the tension.


    Dani showed no interest in sticking around. Her attention was focused on responding to Cedric’s messages.


    As she sent the message, Joyce’s sharp voice cut through, coldly demanding of Alexander,


    “Where are you looking with those eyes?”


    In that moment, Alexander truly grasped the vast differences between people.


    His first marriage had been with Dani, who had divorced him with courage and rity, walking away with nothing but offering them both a dignified exit. This had led him to believe that divorce could be a dignified solution when a marriage fell apart.


    But with Joyce, everything was different. He found himself struggling to adjust to her domineering nature.


    So why hadn’t he divorced Joyce yet?


    Because he knew that, this time, there would be no dignity in it.


    Joyce was not a woman of grace—she wielded her crude power to crush everything around her, leaving no room for honor or respect.


    In Joyce’s world, the idea of losing simply didn’t exist.


    In the hospital corridor, heavy with the smell of disinfectant, Alexander gazed at Dani’s luminous profile from a distance, regretting his rash decision to divorce her for the thousandth time.


    Joyce was escorted away, being led to a quieter space to calm down.


    Feeling the situation was boring, Dani was about to leave when Alexander approached her.


    “I’m sorry you had to be part of this awkward situation.”


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