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    Hamilton’s expression soured at these words.


    Charles, still on his knees, shut his eyes, anticipating his father’s outrage.


    Yet, Hamilton’s response was unexpectedly mild, albeit disapproving. “Why would a man waste his time in the kitchen?”


    Dani, quick to defend Cedric’s choice, responded withposed assurance, “If it brings him joy, then it is worthwhile.”


    Hamilton’s gaze lingered on Dani, his smile tightening slightly. “It seems he has picked up some peculiar habits abroad. A McCoy should not merely be whatever he pleases.”


    Back in her own country, Dani might not have intervened, confident in Cedric’s ability to defend himself. However, being overseas heightened her protective instincts toward Cedric.


    Dani retorted, “He’s my husband. His choices require only my approval, not anyone else’s.”


    At her statement, not just Charles, who remained kneeling, but also Hamilton’s secretary, turned to look at Dani.


    Despite her delicate appearance, she disyed formidable courage. She boldly challenged Hamilton, standing firm in her position. Hamilton scrutinized Dani’s face. “I’ve been informed that you two are divorced.”


    “That’s the current rumor, is it?” Dani asked. “Well, until he signs the divorce agreement, it holds no weight. I’m quite sure he won’t sign it, though.”


    Hamilton’sughter followed her assertion. “You’re that sure of yourself?”


    Dani simply nodded in affirmation.


    Hamilton’s expression twisted into a sardonic smile. “Women cling to emotions, believing that capturing a man’s heart is akin to conquering the world. Yet men aspire beyond, forever chasing more. Cedric is just like the rest. If I offer him enough wealth, he might change his mind about not divorcing you. And if he disagrees, it just means I don’t offer enough.”


    Dani’s smile gleamed with assurance, outshining Hamilton’s skepticism. “We shall see, won’t we?”


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    At that moment, the kitchen door slid open. d in a ck apron and gripping his bespoke knife, Cedric called out, “Beef for lunch sound good?”


    “Perfect,” Dani responded.


    Cedric walked back into the kitchen, acting as if he hadn’t seen Charles on his knees or Hamilton standing there the whole time.


    “Apologies,” Dani said, her voice devoid of any real regret. “My husband isn’t acquainted with any of you. In his world, I’m all that matters. Should that difort you…”


    Charles was expecting Dani to offer apromise, perhaps suggesting, “If that bothers you, I’ll have him adjust.”


    However, Dani’s next words took a different turn. “Then it’s something you might need to adapt to.”


    Hamilton’s pleasant demeanor suddenly stiffened.


    He paused for a beat, then, with a clenched jaw, he said coldly, “Would it be alright if I joined you for lunch?”


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