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    Joyce overheard Richard’s cordial words. She curled her lips into a scornful smile.


    Once upon a time, Richard had scorned Dani, but now here he was, pretending to be considerate. How utterlyughable!


    As soon as Richard caught sight of Joyce’s mocking smirk, his previously good spirits vanished.


    He sat down, his face a mask of granite, clearly in no mood for niceties.


    Joyce felt a familiar fire of anger re up within her.


    Joyce was on the brink of speaking when Richard stood and addressed Dani.


    “Dani, care to join? Could be interesting gossip for you.”


    Joyce’s face soured further at his words.


    “You already invited her. Have you all be Dani’s hounds now?”


    Richard, unbothered by Joyce’s barb, beamed at Dani.


    “Dani? Why not sit next to me? You’re family, after all.”


    Joyce erupted into scornfulughter.


    “Family? What sort of family do you think you are to her? How pretentious! Dani’s the richest soul under the sun, and here you are, offering nothing but a face of desperation. Maybe take a long look in the mirror first!”


    Alexander’s face darkened at the exchange.


    Seeing Dani putting on her headphones, Richard had no choice but to return to his seat.


    The only reason he had shown up was the lure of the chance to speak with Dani.


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    He needed to recover some of his past investments, and Dani was his only hope.


    With his patience for Joyce’s antics drained, Richard cut straight to the chase.


    “Let’s skip dinner. I’ve lost my appetite. We might as well settle this now. As far as I’m concerned, Joyce and Alexander are on a fast track to divorce.”


    Joyce was perched across from them. She locked eyes with Alexander.


    “What’s your take?”


    Alexander’s reply was crisp and clear.


    “We’re getting a divorce.”


    A shadow of bitterness flitted across Joyce’s face.


    “Fine. I want half of your fortune. If that’s agreeable, we can divorce tomorrow.”


    Alexander’s expression turned steely.


    “Do you even grasp what you’re demanding?”


    Joyce’s gaze didn’t waver.


    “If you deny me what I want, I won’t grant you a divorce. I’ll make sure you regret it.”


    Richard couldn’t contain his fury any longer.


    “You’re the one at fault here! How dare you have the audacity to make demands from us?”


    “I have my faults, but what about Alexander? He entered this marriage while his heart belonged to another. He’s well aware of it.”


    Richard clenched his jaw.


    “You’ve kept a boy toy, and it’s the talk of the town! How can you stand there and say nothing?”


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