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Elyse added, “After tonight, you’d better keep your word and get rid of Dani like I asked. If you don’t, I’ll make sure you regret it.”
Linden dismissed her with a casual wave, signaling her to go. Just then, Dani’s phone buzzed, and Linden nced at the caller ID—Cedric.
A smirk crossed his face as he snapped a picture of Dani in the bed. With a wicked grin, he typed, “Your wife, my bed.”
On her way out, Elyse peeked through the gap in the door, catching sight of Linden slipping off his pants.
A cold sneer formed on her lips.
Brylee? Dani? What did it matter?
In the end, they all fell apart at her hands.
Elyse shut the door with a soft click and headed downstairs to meet Natalie.
By the time Dani and Linden were finished, the lobby would be crawling with reporters.
The mere thought of it made a sinister smile creep across Elyse’s lips.
Inside the room, Linden stood in nothing but his underwear.
He was just about to act when Dani’s eyes fluttered open.
Linden was still caught up in his excitement, thinking she was under hypnosis. He waved his hands eagerly,pletely unaware of what wasing.
But in the blink of an eye, everything turned pitch ck—someone had thrown something over his head.
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A secondter, he found himself tied to a chair with a white bed sheet. Linden had no idea what had just happened. He didn’t even try to fight back. Instead, he stared at her, utterly mesmerized. “Dani, ying rough, are we?”
Dani cast him a brief nce and smiled faintly.
Linden waspletely entranced. After making sure he was firmly restrained, Dani dragged a chair over and sat down in front of him.
Linden sat there, waiting, convinced she’d take the lead.
Silence stretched between them until Linden finally frowned, his eyes locking onto Dani’s calm, steady gaze. “You weren’t hypnotized? Who the hell are you?”
As a doctor, he quickly sensed that something was very, very wrong. “No way! The guy Elyse hired is one of the best—there’s no chance the hypnosis didn’t work. Dani, what kind of trick are you pulling?”
Dani tilted her head slightly, her fingers reaching for the fruit knife resting on the table.
Linden flinched and instinctively shrank back. “What are you doing? Listen, Dani, you know murder is a crime, right? You’re the richest person in the world—there’s no need to get your hands dirty over me.”
Dani leaned back, effortlessly spinning the fruit knife in her hand.
Dani’s grin carried a hint of irony. It was cold, almost chilling.
Gulping, Linden stammered, “Dani, no, Ms. Harper, I need to exin.” He had long viewed Dani as merely a wealthy but delicate woman. Despite her assertive tactics, he thought it was her team that truly wielded the power, allowing her to achieve her goals.
Without her team, he believed Dani would be powerless.
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