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    Joyce’s eyes zed with a venomous, unsettling hatred as she locked her gaze onto Alexander. “Never forget, the very foundation of your status and dignity is built on my efforts. When disaster struck the Bet family, who was your pir? When society turned its back on you, who was the only one offering a hand in the darkness? All these years, I have remained unwavering by your side. Alexander, open your eyes and see the truth—it’s me!”


    Alexander met her gaze, his eyes cold with fury, a chilling rage that filled the air between them.


    “You im it was you?” His voice was sharp,ced with a bitterness that could freeze the air. “You dare stand there and take credit? Let me tell you, Joyce, the empire I built is constructed on the ruins of my pride and conscience. I’ve be a monster, the very thing I once despised. And you? Far from being a savior, you’ve been a burden, treating me as nothing more than a pawn in your games—never as your husband. Your so-called care was nothing but a mask, driven by your ego, craving control over me. If not for your schemes, the Bet Group wouldn’t have crumbled sopletely. If not for your interference, Dani wouldn’t have divorced me and married Cedric. Every cmity that has befallen me bears your fingerprints! You don’t deserve to breathe!”


    With that, Alexander took a step toward Joyce, his hands seizing her throat in a vice-like grip.


    His fingers tightened with unyielding force, cutting off her breath.


    Looking down, he watched as her face slowly lost its color. He relished the power he held over her.


    Just as Joyce’s eyelids began to flutter, her consciousness slipping away, Alexander loosened his grip.


    She copsed to the floor, her breaths ragged, erupting in violent coughs. But amidst the struggle, wild, hystericalughter began to bubble up from her chest.


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    Tears streamed down her face as she looked up at Alexander, herughter ringing eerily through the still air.


    “You regret it now, don’t you? How could you not? You let the richest woman in the world slip through your fingers, and Cedric has imed her as his wife. In the dead of night, do you torment yourself with thoughts of what could’ve been if you had never chosen me? Can you truly me me? It’s not my fault, Alexander. It’s your own foolishness. You believed every lie I told, even when the truth wasid bare in those recordings. You knew I orchestrated the fire at your wedding to Dani, yet you still stayed by my side.”


    “Why? Because of your own foolishness! You were blind to your true feelings for Dani, convinced that she, who had always stood by your side, would never leave. Having grown up without a mother’s love, you were desperate for unwavering loyalty, never understanding that loyalty must be reciprocated. Onlyter did you realize, but by then, it was far toote. Dani, when in love, gave her all. Yet, when her love faded, she severed ties without hesitation. Regret gnawed at you, but no action could undo what had been done.” Joyce’s voice rang out, filled with malicious glee. “Alexander, seeing the regret etched on your face brings me endless satisfaction. Your own foolishness cost you the love of your life! Now, you’re doomed to wander forever loveless, as your eternal punishment!”


    Reeling from her words, Alexander stumbled out of the vi, each of Joyce’s spiteful remarks piercing his heart like cold steel.


    Yes, he had been a fool—a fool who had lost the most profound love he’d ever known.


    “But that’s not the end of it. There has to be a way to set things right—there must be!” Alexander reassured himself, fleeing the scene as if running from his own shadow.


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