?Chapter 1037:


    As Dani stepped onto the scene, thick plumes of ck smoke billowed from the wreckage of the exploded car. “It had to be Hackett!” Huey said firmly.


    Dani, her face set against the biting wind, addressed Huey with determination. “Surrender to the authorities. You’ll be safer in jail. I’ll ensure your family is safe abroad, and once this chaos subsides, they’ll return.”


    Huey, his expression resolute, nodded in agreement. “I was thinking along the same lines. Please, send 100k after them.”


    He bid his family farewell and turned himself in.


    On that very day, his family was safely aboard a private jet, bound for foreign shores. Meanwhile, Hackett’s association crumbled, leaving him utterly alone.


    Driven by Dani’s relentless efforts, Perry Group fell under financial strain and dered bankruptcy. Encircled by debt collectors, Hackett made a desperate leap from a high-rise, ending his torment. Dani arrived at the scene the day of his demise.


    Rain cascaded around her as she stood, her gaze cold and unwavering, observing the fallen man. Twenty years prior, her mother hadin simrly still, a quiet figure on the cold ground. Now, the architect of her despair had met his own grim fate, plummeting from a towering height—a direct consequence of his nefarious deeds.


    Winslow was taken aback when Dani appeared unexpectedly.


    “Ms. Harper, it’s been quite some time.” Winslow greeted her with a warm smile, eyes twinkling. “I’ve caught wind of thetest happenings. You’re truly formidable, dismantling such a mighty association with apparent ease.” Dani settled into the chair across from him, her eyes sharp and piercing.


    Winslow, attempting to lighten the mood, leaned in to pour her a cup of coffee. “So, what’s the asion for this unexpected pleasure?”


    Dani’s smile was thin and calcting. “I’m sure you can guess the real reason behind my visit.”


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    At that moment, Winslow’s hand wavered, his voice faltering. “I must admit, I’m at a loss.”


    Dani’s smile was radiant yet haunting, sending shivers down Winslow’s spine. She reached into her pocket, pulled out a cufflink, and set it down on the table with a soft clink.


    Winslow paled, his face losing all color.


    “This cufflink was in my mother’s grasp when she passed. You always had a taste for this brand’s exquisite designs,” Dani’s voice was calm but firm. “Should I take action, or will you handle it yourself? If I act, yourpany will be uprooted. If you turn yourself in, you can leave something for your family. I’ll give you a day to make a choice.”


    With that, Dani stood up from her seat.


    That day, Winslow turned himself in.


    When the truth about Brylee’s murder came to light, it sent shockwaves through everyone. Compassion flowed for Brylee, while resentment surged against the association.


    Dani, cloaked in mourning ck, made her solitary way to Brylee’s grave.


    “Mom, justice has been served on those who wronged you. Have you seen? Your son-inw’s name is Cedric Phillips. I hesitated to introduce him earlier, fearing our marriage might crumble under the strain of these troubles. Should the opportunity arise, I’ll bring him by to meet you.”


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