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    Once at the door, he wasted no time making a call.


    “Logan, I need a team of mercenaries.


    Yes, only the top-tier bodyguards.”


    Lillian watched Cedric intently as he spoke near the doorway.


    “Dani, why not tell Cedric that you’re…”


    Before Lillian could finish her sentence, Dani’s attention shifted slightly, prompting Lillian to ask curiously, “Are you not going to tell him?”


    Dani replied calmly, “No. He worries too much about me. If he knew, it would probably keep him up at night.” After a moment of thought, Lillian nodded in agreement.


    “Indeed.”


    When Cedric came back, Dani was absorbed in her phone.


    He was about to speak when Katrina burst through the door with an icy demeanor. Without a word, she walked in and headed straight upstairs.


    Dani and Cedric had anticipated that Katrina would take some action, but they were caught off guard when she once again proposed divorcing Caiden.


    Dani found the sight of the divorce agreement rather amusing.


    She never expected Katrina to be so terrified of dying.


    The divorce agreement was ced in the living room. Caiden noticed it but only gave it a cursory nce before looking away.


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    Katrina, however, demanded that he sign it.


    Pointing to Dani, who was eating, Caiden said, “Talk to her. Whatever Dani decides, I’ll go along with. If she approves, I’ll sign it.”


    Katrina’s hatred for Caiden was evident.


    “I truly regret marrying you. Asshole!” she spat, before lunging at him, her long nails shing across his face.


    Caiden was not the type to stand by and take it. He had long been dissatisfied with their situation and med Katrina for everything.


    If not for her maniptions, he might have been content with Brylee forever.


    Now, he realized that the freedom of living off others far outweighed the fear of growing old alone.


    With that reflection, his regrets ran deep.


    That day, his frustration erupted into unrestrained fury.


    Caiden grabbed Katrina’s hair and pped her repeatedly, each blow ringing loudly through the living room. The maid stood paralyzed in shock, while Dani remainedposed, not bothering to look up as she continued her meal.


    Only when Katrina was left reeling, her face marked by the blows, did Caiden release her. He was breathing heavily.


    Katrina crumpled to the floor, unable to say a word. Her shoulders shook as she red at him through her messy hair, her eyes full of anger.


    Caiden spat at her in disgust before turning and walking away.


    The room returned to a heavy silence.


    Trembling, Katrina struggled to lift herself, her face feeling numb. She knew she had to get to a hospital—her face was her livelihood.


    Limping toward the door, she paused by the dining room for a moment, trying to steady herself.


    “Feeling satisfied now, are you?”


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