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    But Dani’s world narrowed to Cedric alone.


    She studied his subtly curved lips, her grip on her purse tightening involuntarily, her heart drumming a frantic rhythm before she forced her fingers to rx.


    Lillian, with a re of protective fury, broke through the crowd and yanked Lydia from Cedric’s side. “Cedric, this is too much! After your argument with Dani, did she try to make amends? You can quarrel all you want, but why involve a third party? Do you know she—”


    “Lillian,” Dani interjected, stepping forward and pulling Lillian back. Her right hand trembled slightly as she gripped her purse, the movement so subtle that only a keen eye would catch it.


    “Enough, Lillian,” Dani whispered. “There are reporters all around.”


    Reporters didn’t matter to Dani. The only thing on her mind was Cedric and his Phillips Group. Beside Cedric, Lydia appraised the woman known as the richest in the world with keen interest.


    Dani’s beauty was effortless, herplexion radiant even without a hint of makeup. Her eyes, particrly striking, shone with a rity that was both rare and enviable.


    “Hello, Ms. Harper. I’m Lydia Vargas,” Lydia greeted her with a calcted casualness, extending her hand.


    Lillian tensed, her gaze sharpening, as if she were about to intervene.


    However, Dani stopped her with a gentle touch, epting Lydia’s handshake with a warm, disarming smile. “It’s a pleasure to meet you. That’s a stunning dress you’re wearing tonight.”


    Lydia returned the smile. “Thank you. Mr. Phillips chose it for me; he believes red is my color.”


    Dani nodded, her response dripping with grace. “It certainly is. If you’ll excuse me, I must be going. Enjoy your evening.”


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    Lydia watched her go, a flicker of surprise crossing her features.


    She hadn’t thought it would go this way. Dani stayedposed, unruffled, andpletely unfazed by the provocation.


    She had assumed a few sharp words would break Dani’sposure, provoking her to snap back at her so that Cedric would feel bad for her. This caught Lydiapletely off guard.


    The event organizers had originally ced Dani’s seat next to Cedric. Lydia approached Dani and asked, “Ms. Harper, apologies, but you’re in my spot. Could you find another seat, please?”


    The sound of cameras clicking filled the air as reporters rushed to capture the moment.


    All eyes turned to Dani. The crowd eagerly awaited her response, wondering if she would confront the daring woman.


    Yet, Dani remained perfectly calm.


    She nced over at Cedric, their eyes locked briefly, and she offered a subtle smile before saying, “Alright.”


    With that, Dani headed to the back of the room and settled into thest open seat.


    The event staff scrambled in disarray, while Cedric maintained a grim expression throughout.


    Lydia, watching with a flirty smile, teased Cedric, “Mr. Phillips, if you invited me to stir jealousy, that expression won’t help. We should appear closer, more affectionate.”


    The mysterious, fleeting expression on Dani’s face earlier lingered in Cedric’s mind, refusing to let him go.


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