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    Josh shook off thest traces of panic with a sharp, mockingugh. The sound echoed off the office walls, brittle with forced bravado.


    Despite himself, the phantom sting of Dani’s de haunted him—like she’d skewered his chest instead of the apple.


    Still, he clung to the idea she was bluffing. In the end, she’d let him walk out unharmed.


    The whole thing struck him as almost pitiful.


    Shaking out his jacket and forcing down his humiliation, Josh strode for the door.


    The other McCoy brothers hesitated, trading wary looks, then wordlessly trailed after him.


    As they spilled onto the pavement outside thepany building, Ethan broke the silence, sounding lost. “Wait, that’s it? Seriously? What about my money?”


    Brad nted his hands on his hips, jaw clenched in exasperation. “All that talk from Dani about getting your money back—and what did she actually do? Just threw out a few empty threats.”


    He let out a bitterugh, shaking his head. “Honestly, she’s way too soft for this. If a man had been in charge, do you really think it would’ve ended like that?”


    Ethan’s lips curled into a sour smirk. “Yeah, right. Now what am I supposed to do about my thirty billion? That’s it—just vanished?”


    Hamilton’s gaze turned cold, his jaw clenched tight. He hadn’t expected Dani toe up short, but there was no way he’d criticize her in front of outsiders. “That’s enough. We’re done here. Go home, all of you.”<fncfc8> Updates are released by find·novel</fncfc8>


    Once Hamilton stepped away, Ethan spun on Brad, his frustration spilling over. “What a disaster! Not only have I cut Josh offpletely, but Dani couldn’t even recover a cent for me. I’m out thirty billion and stuck with nothing. Maybe you were right all along. I should’ve trusted Josh. Now, thanks to Dani, I’ve lost everything and made an enemy out of him. What the hell did I do to deserve this?”


    Brad could only shrug, offering a thin thread of hope. “Maybe it’s not over yet. Sometimes things turn around when you least expect it.”


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    Ethan shook his head, bitterness etched into his features. “You always say that, Brad. Every time you get that stubborn look in your eyes and push ahead without a n, it blows up in your face. You’ve never won that way.”


    The two brothers exchanged a long, silent look—defeat and regret reflecting in both their eyes, heavy as a stone.


    The moment Brad and Ethan wrapped up their conversation, a sleek limousine tore up the driveway, its polished hood glinting under the sun and instantly drawing Brad’s attention.


    The car rolled to a smooth stop in front of them before Brad even turned to ask Ethan who it belonged to.


    Josh stepped out, his presence as icy as a winter storm. Brad blinked, caught off guard. “Josh? What are you doing back here? You realize assaulting a pregnant woman couldnd you in prison, right?”


    Josh didn’t even nce their way. He cut straight between his two younger brothers, barely slowing his pace, and strode into the building with an intensity that made it clear he was out for blood.


    Brad’s pulse skipped. Without missing a beat, he grabbed his phone and dialed Hamilton. “Hamilton, we’ve got a serious situation. Josh just showed up—he looks like he’s on a warpath. He likely hung back until we were gone, then circled around to trap Dani. Oh my god! Where are you now? Get back here, quick—your grandkids’ lives are on the line!”


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