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    The voice on the other end snapped, “You’re ipetent! Dani took over the international market a long time ago, and you’re just realizing this now? Useless!”


    Katrina pleaded, “What should we do now? Dani’s alreadying after me.”


    The man responded coldly, “I’ll find someone to deal with Dani.” And with that, the call abruptly cut off.


    The recording pressed on.


    Katrina asked Hackett, “Can it be done?”


    Hackett’s voice was firm. “M holds immense sway across the globe. Of course, it can be done. Just be patient.”


    The recording came to a chilling halt.


    Carol’s voice echoed with confusion. “Who exactly is M?”


    Dani’s gaze was sharp, her tone icy. “Look into anyone with international renown whose name begins with M.”


    The call was captured five years ago, sealing the identity of Katrina’s mysterious contact in a shroud of time.


    Yet with this clue, they could finally begin to peel back theyers of the mystery.


    Dani turned to Carol, asking, “Have you located Winslow?”


    Carol shook her head. “No sign of any personal data being essed. We’ll continue to monitor the situation.”


    Dani acknowledged with a nod. Carol then left.


    Only Dani and Cedric remained in the room.


    Dani passed him a bottle of water before settling into a chair. “Let’s talk.”


    Cedric lowered himself into the chair beside her.


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    Her eyes met his. “Still upset?”


    Comfort wasn’t her strong suit, yet she didn’t want to leave Cedric mired in difort.


    Cedric shook his head, his fingers tightening around the water bottle. “I just feel a bit ufortable, but I understand you. You’re not that familiar with me yet.”


    He regretted never asking when or why Dani had started liking him, leaving him adrift in uncertainty. Now that she had lost her memories, he was totally clueless. Dani seemed like ice, untouchable and indifferent, as though nothing could ever touch her.


    Cedric’s voice softened, as though testing the waters. “Before you fall for me, can I ask for one favor?”


    Dani nodded, her gaze steady. “Go ahead.”


    “I’m your husband, legally speaking. So, before you fall for me, it’s okay to feel sorry for me.”


    Dani studied him quietly, searching his eyes for meaning.


    He clearly despised the notion of her feeling sorry for him, yet now, he seemed to ept it with quiet resignation.


    “You can only feel sorry for me. No one else.”


    Cedric’s words were soft, almost fragile.


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