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Chapter 94:
Katrina's expression hardened with irritation, but she smoothed it over with an overly sweet smile as she pivoted
towards Cedric.
“Oh, Cedric! How incredibly thoughtful of you! This vase is the one from last night's auction, right? | remember it
fetching a million. How lavish of you! Tell me, is this splendid piece meant to celebrate Joyce's store opening?
Your generosity knows no bounds! Yet, how can we justify accepting such a prized treasure?”
Despite her words, Katrina closed the distance once more, her hands seizing the vase from the flustered
manager, who found himself helplessly cornered.
With the vase pressed to her chest, she flashed a radiant smile, her face glowing with a sense of triumph.
The building manager stood frozen, a look of utter disbelief painting his face as he gazed at his now-empty
palms, then turned to Cedric.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtCedric’s features turned stormy. His eyebrows drew together, casting his face into an icy, uninviting expression.
The manager, overwhelmed by the moment, exclaimed, “Seriously? Are you out of your mind? What on earth are
you doing? This isn’t just reckless—it’s outright robbery!”
He was in complete shock, questioning whether this was typical behavior for women of affluent backgrounds.
But Katrina couldn't care less. To her, the vase was already hers. She believed Cedric was going to be her son-in-
law. Why couldn't she take that vase?
She felt not just justified, but determined, having already selected the perfect spot for the vase—in the living
room of their home. This was more than decoration; it was a declaration. Her daughter was now Cedric’s
cherished.
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Approaching, Caiden lightly grasped Joyce's elbow, his expression full of quiet approval.
“This is such a wonderful gesture. Thank you so much!”
“Thank you, Cedric,” Joyce chimed in with a shy smile.
Maintaining his composure by a thread, Cedric resisted the urge to roll his eyes.
His patience wearing thin, he turned to Katrina with a cold stare.
“Who gave you permission to be here?” His tone cut through the air, sharp and unforgiving.
Caiden, taken aback, blinked in confusion. After a moment, he chuckled awkwardly.
“What do you mean by that? The entire floor is ours now. Actually, not just this one, but the two above it too.
Daniela handed over all three floors to us.”
At the mention of Daniela’s name, Cedric’s demeanor turned to one of solemnity, and he turned sharply to
confront the building manager. The manager, his forehead slick with sweat, hastened to clarify, “No, Mr. Phillips,
their shop isn’t located on this level.”
Katrina, her brow furrowed in bewilderment, interjected sharply, “Our shop isn’t here? Then where on earth is it
supposed to be?”
Exhaling a deep, weary sigh, the building manager tapped his phone with a sense of urgency.
“Jerry, cupstairs and escort them to their designated space,” he instructed, before turning to Katrina with a
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmstern gaze.
“I must urge you to be careful as you exit. Every item here is a valuable antique, with each piece carrying a
significant price tag.” He stepped towards Katrina, his hands extended, ready to ease the vase from her
desperate grip.
“Mr. Phillips, I'll ensure this vase is delivered to Ms. Harper's office.”
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