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    It had been ages since hest stepped foot here. Approaching a ce he once avoided now demanded significant resolve from him.


    Emotions swelled within him, threatening to spill over. Looking across the yard, he noticed Dani leisurely engaging with her dog.


    He made his approach with formal politeness. “Dani, I am Mr. McCoy’s secretary.”


    Without diverting her attention from her pet, Dani responded, “I coborate with him, so address me as Ms. Harper.”


    A wave of disappointment washed over Alexander. His gaze lingered on her, filled with a mix of hope and mncholy.


    Internally, he grappled with wanting to express his frustrations. “Do you realize the lengths I’ve gone to be near you? The indignities I’ve faced to arrive here? Why do you ignore me? Is your pet really more captivating than a conversation with me?”


    Although he was bursting with questions, he struggled to vocalize them. Ultimately, he simply nodded, reassuring himself that time was on his side.


    “Understood, Ms. Harper.”


    Dani remained silent.


    Just as Niks was about to instruct Alexander not to bothering, he spotted him already in the yard. “What brings you here?”


    “I thought it best to be driven as your secretary. I’ve brought back yourundry from the dry cleaners.”


    Niks was rooted to the spot, hesitant to face Cedric’s intimidating stare.


    Undeterred, Alexander strode into the house carrying the cleaned garments, and as he passed Cedric, he asked Tasha, “Could you direct me to Mr. McCoy’s room?”


    Niks, feeling the tension, was on the verge of seeking Dani’s intervention when he suddenly felt a firm grip on his cor.


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    “Hey, Cedric! I’m a man of peace, not violence! What’s this about? I’m your brother! Cedric! Dani… Ah!” His shout echoed through the surroundings.


    “Alexander, help me out here!” Niks yelled across the yard.


    Standing in the vi, Alexander was struck by a wave of nostalgia. The ce hadn’t changed much over the years.


    He vividly recalled the evening he had proposed. Dani had been standing at the base of the staircase, her eyes glinting with intensity. The breeze had caught her flowing hair, entuating her elegant movements.


    That memory had lingered with him all this time.


    Approaching Dani, he took a seat beside her, echoing the familiarity of years past.


    Now, however, their roles were reversed, and he was the one seeking favor.


    “Dani, I’m merely Mr. McCoy’s secretary now. Does Cedric think I’m too much of a threat?” Alexander extended his hand toward Dani’s dog.


    The dog responded with a warning growl, prompting Dani to soothe it with a gentle touch.


    “Dani, as long as I’m here, it’s inevitable we’ll cross paths. I believe there’s no reason for us to behave like strangers. Or perhaps Cedric fears I might take his position if I’m too close to you?”


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