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    Dani regarded her with detached calm. She had not anticipated Elyse’s spinelessness. Such a minor scheme had unraveled herpletely.


    “Do you expect me to save you?” Dani’s voice was cold as she remained seated. “To save the one responsible for my mother’s death? What are you thinking?”


    “I can disclose everything I know, just as Natalie did. I know more than she does! She was too young to remember everything.”


    Desperation filled Elyse’s eyes as she pleaded, “Dani, please give me a chance. We’re family, after all.”


    Dani chuckled. “Since we’re family, I’ll let you decide— a painless death or a miserable life.”


    Without a moment’s pause, Elyse eximed, “I choose to live!”


    Little did Elyse know, there existed a fate much harsher than death itself.


    From that day on, every moment of her life was tainted with regret over her decision.


    Dani offered a faint smile, stepping closer to lend Elyse a hand to her feet.


    “I need you to draw out Mr. Perry.”


    Elyse trembled at the weight of those words.


    Dani’s smile widened, her voice soft but chilling. “Or would you prefer to die?”


    Elyse crumpled to the floor, her gaze fixed vacantly on Dani, her heart heavy with a tide of regret.


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    If only she had known then. If only she had killed Dani too after getting rid of Brylee all those years ago.


    Now, it was toote.


    With no other option, Elyse nodded in resignation. “Alright.”


    Doug was dead, and Natalie had gone abroad. With Alexander’s backing, Joyce had taken the reins of Fairburne Group, her fortune soaring past the billion-dor mark. In a way, it was a masterstroke of aeback, all thanks to Natalie.


    Alexander’s expression darkened as he turned his gaze to Joyce. “Don’t forget, I want Dani.”


    Joyce smiled sweetly at him, yfully pushing him back onto the bed. “No rush. You want Dani, and I’ve got my eyes set on Cedric. Let’s let the cards fall where they may.”


    Afterward, Joyce made a beeline for Elite Lux. Downstairs, she crossed paths with Cedric.


    Her eyes roamed over him, from head to toe. The real one truly outshone the fake one.


    That natural authority, that boldness, that self-assured swagger. It was something Alexander could never hope to grasp, something hecked deep in his core.


    It was an innate arrogance, woven into the very fabric of his being.


    No wonder Cedric was the man she had chosen.


    Cedric, however, was oblivious to her presence, lost in admiration for a finely crafted jade bracelet he nned to gift to Dani.


    Inside the elevator, his focus remained glued to the bracelet.


    Joyce tilted her head to steal a nce at him, letting out a chuckle. “I never knew you could be such a devoted husband, Cedric.”


    Before speaking, Joyce instinctively adjusted her outfit. When she finally spoke, her tone wasced with yful mischief.


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