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    Huey, still reeling from theirst crisis, interjected, “Exactly! You’re the president of the association. How can you leave at such a critical time? If you do, you don’t deserve to be president.”


    Farley also showed his frustration. “Alexander, can’t you at least act responsibly?”


    Tripp blocked the exit. “No, you’re not leaving.”


    Alexander checked his watch, his anxiety mounting. “You bring that up now, but when Dani stepped back and you all excluded me, you didn’t care that I was the president. Now you need me because there’s trouble. I’m telling you, move! I have urgent business.”


    “No way!” Hackett shouted. “The issues at the association are more critical. What could possibly be so urgent that you need to leave right now?”


    Alexander closed his eyes for a moment. “I need to undergo facial reconstruction.”


    This revtion left the seven of them stunned.


    Alexander pushed past them, not looking back.


    Hackett questioned his own ears. He stood baffled for a long while before turning to Bruno. “Did you hear Alexander say he’s going for what? I must be losing my hearing. Did he really say facial reconstruction?”


    Bruno was just as shocked. “Yeah, I heard that too.”


    The others nodded in agreement.


    Secondster, they all burst out in disbelief.


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    “Alexander’s lost his mind! With everything falling apart here, he’s worried about facial reconstruction!”


    Hackett was overwhelmed with regret. “I really regret it now. If I had known, I never would have supported him as president.”


    Farley sneered. “He’s so obsessed with his looks?”


    Marc shut his eyes for a moment, weighed down by concern. “What should we do? My business can’t survive another setback. If you don’t have a n, I might as well surrender to Dani!” The group fell into a heavy silence.


    Hackett stared distantly, his expression grim. “I doubt Dani would simply let us off even if we surrendered.”


    He fixed a stern gaze on the others. “She’s seeking revenge for her mother’s death. Put yourself in her shoes; could you forgive and forget?” This prompted a profound silence among the group.


    Suddenly, Hackett’s expression changed as a thought struck him. “We didn’te up with the idea to kill Brylee! We were merely aplices. Perhaps that could mitigate our guilt.”


    Bruno quickly agreed. “Exactly! Let’s approach Dani. I admit I was part of the n to end Brylee’s life, but it wasn’t my idea. It was all Winslow’s doing from the start!”


    Farley echoed, “And now Winslow wants to leave the association to save his own skin? That’s not going to happen!”


    Marc nodded, feeling a flicker of hope.


    Meanwhile, Alexander was in another country, carrying a recent photo of Cedric in his pocket.


    “Make me look 100k like this,” he said to the cosmetic surgeon.


    The surgeon adjusted his sses and examined the photo carefully. After a few minutes, he handed the photo back to his assistant. “There are definitely areas that need adjustment.”


    Anxiety flickered across Alexander’s face. “Can you make me look exactly like him?”


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