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    With a slight tremor in her voice, she asked, “Why are you smiling?”


    Dani leaned back into the sofa with a casual air.


    “It must’ve been tough, huh? Not many people in this city cane up with that kind of money.”


    Caiden nced up at her words, his curiosity piqued.


    Joyce straightened her posture and shot back, “What’s the matter? Jealous that I’ve got someone who’s got my back?”


    As Joyce spoke, Cedric silently reached for Dani’s hand, ensuring it stayed out of Joyce’s line of sight. Dani’s smile grew wider.


    “Oh, absolutely. I’m a little envious of how resourceful your mom is. She must’ve put in a lot of effort, don’t you think?”


    Caiden had been quietly observing Cedric and Dani’s secretive hand-holding, but the moment he heard Dani speak, he turned away. Dani continued, “Even for married couples, it’s not easy toe up with that amount of money so quickly, especially to cover an endless debt.


    Your mom must’ve gone through a lot.”


    Her words left both Joyce and Caiden visibly pale. While Joyce appeared uneasy, Caiden’s expression shifted to genuine fear, as if terrified that Katrina had cheated on him. Dani watched their reactions with quiet amusement, her eyes glinting with satisfaction.


    Without another word, she leaned back casually and continued scrolling through her phone, clearly entertained by the drama she’d just sparked.


    Caiden shot up from his seat, his voice thunderous.


    “Joyce! Tell me exactly how you managed toe up with the money to pay off your debt!” Joyce’s heart raced in panic. A hundred million was an enormous amount. She had no clue how toe up with a believable story to exin it.


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    The weight of the situation hit her, and she couldn’t help but regret her earlier arrogance. She should have kept her head down and stayed out of trouble.


    “You’re nothing to each other anymore,” Caiden snarled.


    “If I don’t want you here, you’re gone. And if Katrina has betrayed me, I’ll make sure you both pay for it!”


    Caiden’s obsession with his reputation consumed him. The mere thought of his wife betraying him was intolerable. He wouldn’t stand for it—ever. The more the idea festered, the hotter his anger burned. Furious, he stormed upstairs, grabbed Joyce’s luggage, hurled it outside the vi, and tossed down a divorce agreement he’d already signed.


    “Get Katrina to sign this! She leaves with nothing. This house belonged to myte wife, and it’s got nothing to do with her! Both of you, out!”


    The thought of Katrina stooping so low for money only fueled Caiden’s rage further. It was well past ten o’clock, and no cabs ran through this vi district.


    Joyce stood at the gates of the vi, her tears falling silently down her cheeks. The night stretched on, growing colder and darker. Shivering in the cold night air, Joyce heard the sound of the vi door opening. She turned around to find Dani standing under the porch light, her expression unreadable.


    Dani offered, “Come inside.”


    Joyce sniffled, her voice trembling.


    “Are you really that nice?”


    Dani smirked. She wasn’t being kind—she simply relished the drama. Kicking Joyce out would’ve been too easy, too boring. With nowhere else to turn, Joyce reluctantly hauled her suitcase back inside the house.


    Caiden shot Joyce a furious re before turning to Dani.


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