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Chapter 72:
“Sweetheart, don’t cry. If your father won't help, we'll fight for our own happiness. We don’t need anyone else.
But don’t forget about Alexander. He even left Daniela for you. He might be a good backup if things don’t work
out with Cedric.”
Joyce, hearing this, only felt more frustrated.
“Really? But it seems like the Bennett family isn’t as interested inanymore. The last few times | saw Richard,
he was distant and cold. It felt like he didn’t wantto be his future daughter-in-law anymore.”
Her hands clenched into fists, and her eyes burned with anger.
“This is all Daniela’s fault. If it weren't for her, I'd be the one Alexander is crazy about. Cedric would notice me
too. It's all because of that horrible woman!”
Joyce stepped out, and Caiden caught a glimpse of her swollen, red eyes, though he didn’t utter a single word.
As soon as the door clicked shut, he whipped around to face Katrina, a frown twisting his face.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt“Just look at her! She’s wearing her emotions on her sleeve for everyone to see. How is she even supposed to
handle someone like him?” He scoffed.
“He's arrogant, cold, and ruthless. He needs someone sharp, someone who can match him. Not Joyce—she’s too
simple-minded.
You're her mother.
You should know her better than anyone. Tell her to let go of this ridiculous idea before she embarrasses herself.”
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Katrina felt a spark of anger flare inside her, but all she could do was let out a soft whimper in reply.
Joyce hadn't walked far. She stood still, hearing every word Caiden had said. Her face hardened with fury, and
her resentment toward Daniela grew even stronger.
Daniela was about to sign a contract when her phone buzzed, pulling her attention away.
“Miss Harper, there's been strouble at the concert hall. A group of disruptive people cin, bought
tickets, but didn’t even bother to watch the show. Instead, they caused a scene, shouting and disturbing
everyone. We were about to call the authorities, but the leader said she was your sister. We didn’t want to stir
things up, so we let them go.”
Daniela froze, her pen hovering mid-air above the contract.
“Was there any damage to the hall?” she asked.
The manager hesitated, clearly unsure how to respond.
“Senda list of what's broken, and Ill take care of it,” Daniela added.
A few minutes later, her phone buzzed with a message detailing the damages.
It was a long list: fifty broken chairs, three damaged cellos, two ruined microphones, and six shredded music
scores.
Daniela skimmed the list, only to receive another message from the hall manager.
“Miss Harper, | hate to trouble you, but | checked the reservations for tonight. The sgroup has booked seats
again. They say they’re your family, and I'm not sure how to handle it.”
The hall manager was no rookie when it cto handling trouble. With his connections on both sides of the law,
a rowdy crowd didn’t usually faze him. But since they were supposedly linked to Daniela, he had held off on
taking action.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm“Refund their tickets,” Daniela instructed.
“Close the hall for tonight. I'll handle this myself.”
“Got it,” the manager replied without hesitation.
With Elite Lux freshly relocated back to the country, Daniela had been swamped with work. She had planned to
deal with the concert hall situation in a few days. However, that evening, she received another call—this time
from the auction house.
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