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    She came back downter wearing loungewear, her hair damp and loose, while the guys were still bickering.


    Damon froze when he saw her. He couldn’t help blurting out, “Shoot, you could wear a sack and still look stunning. Even your loungewear looks designer.”


    It was obvious he had a thing for her.


    Dani didn’t spare him a nce. She reached for herptop and got straight to work. She hadn’te to Discoll to deal with nonsense.


    Once again, she slipped into McCoy Group’s backend. But she still didn’t find what she was looking for.


    Cedric came over quietly, set a te of fruit beside her, and nced at her screen. She angled theptop toward him so he could see better.


    “Take your time,” he said, his voice calm.


    She rested her head on her palm, fingertips moving across the keyboard.


    Niks and Damon noticed the two of them and made their way over. Right as they leaned in, Dani snapped the screen shut.


    Niks and Damon just stood there, lost for words.


    Dani picked up herptop and rose from her seat. “I’m going upstairs,” she told Cedric.


    Niks nced at Damon, puzzled. “Did she just dismiss us? We’re just trying to help, you know?”


    Dani pretended not to hear.


    Cedric nced at both men. “You want me to walk you out, or can you find your own way?”


    The following morning, Dani stepped into the dining room and found Damon and Niks already seated and eating.


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    Damon figured she might say hello or ask why he was still around. But she didn’t. She just scrolled through her phone while grabbing a sandwich like they weren’t even there.


    Cedric came in not long after, wiping sweat from his brow after his run. Whatever they talked about next felt like background noise to the two guests.


    Damon frowned and leaned closer to Niks. “Hey. Are they straight up ignoring us?”


    Niks didn’t even blink. After a few days of this, he’d gotten used to it. “You better get used to it. When she said Cedric handles the house, she meant it.”


    Damon’s face twisted, heat creeping up his neck.


    Later, while Damon was ying video games with Carol, his phone buzzed. Without looking, he answered.


    He kept his eyes on the screen and said, “Carol, this game yourpany made? Top-notch. Graphics, flow, story—it’s all there. You sure you won’t take investors? I’m serious. I’d invest in a heartbeat.”


    On the other end of the call, Hamilton’s jaw clenched.


    Then Carol’s voice came through,ughing. “We don’t need outside investors. Or maybe you should ask Cedric?”


    Damon, still not ncing at his phone, lit up. “So if Cedric gives the green light, I’m in? Wait—this is still part of Dani’s business, right? Shouldn’t she have a say too?”


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