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    The secretary paused, unsure. “Don’t you think that’s a little extreme?”


    A cold flicker crossed Hamilton’s face, warning enough to drop the subject.


    Without another word, the secretary crossed the room and leaned toward Damon, whispering the message into his ear. The color drained from Damon’s face.


    The threats didn’t bother him as much as one particr consequence—losing the casino. He’d poured everything into building it up from scratch.


    Damon’s eyes darted back to Hamilton. But Hamilton had already turned his attention to the stage, acting as if nothing had happened.


    Damon’s expression hardened, a shadow hanging over his face. When Dani returned with Cedric, both of them caught the shift in his mood. Neither of them said a word, though.


    The bidding war centered on a newly discovered mine. Given the negative impact thest auction had caused and the information ryed by Damon, Hamilton was hell-bent on securing the win this time.


    Without hesitation, he shouted a bid five times above the opening price.


    The organizers didn’t even pause before announcing the winner: McCoy Group.


    Hamilton froze, dumbstruck. In his mind, Dani would try all means to secure this bid. Yet, when he stole a look at her bid, he nearly choked. One dor!


    Alexander and the secretary gawked in disbelief, both realizing Hamilton had been yed by his own son. If Damon hadn’t secretly leaked that Dani was eyeing the mine, Hamilton never would have bid so recklessly.


    Damon had set up his own father. Ironically, he sat there, scowling in frustration, ming Hamilton for forcing him into finding Dani’s weakness.


    Utterly humiliated, Hamilton stormed out, his fury leaving a trail in his wake.


    That day, the city was humming with gossip.


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    “Did you hear about Hamilton’s bid today? What was he thinking?”


    “He threw five billion at a mine that’s barely worth a fifth of that. I know the McCoy family prints money, but losing four billion in one shot? Insane!”


    “What’s gotten into himtely? The man was always steady as a rock. Today he lookedpletely rattled.”


    “Maybe it’s because of Dani. Word is she showed up at the auction too, and she only bid a dor.”


    “Seriously? That’s priceless! Dani offered a single buck, and Hamilton lost his mind. It’s ridiculous!”


    “Hamilton’s losing his edge. Dani’s got himpletely outssed.”


    The next morning, McCoy Group’s stock nosedived. For the first time in his storied career, Hamilton stood before the shareholders and admitted his blunder. His apology hung in the air, tense and uncharacteristically humble.


    One shareholder shed a polite smile. “Come on, Hamilton, it’s only four billion. We’ll survive.”


    Another echoed with a grin, “Exactly. What’s a few billion among friends?”


    Laughter rippled through the room, a chorus of rich amusement at his expense. At first, Hamilton sat quietly, a hint of relief softening his stern features—years of relentless work finally seemed to be paying off.


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