FreeGoodNovelChapter 63
Chapter 63:
Caiden’s words grew increasingly cutting, his voice rising with unchecked arrogance.
Daniela remained calm, her expression serene, as though his insults barely registered. She had long since grown
accustomed to her father’s harsh words. But across the room, Cedric’s eyes narrowed, a dark shadow clouding
his face.
When Daniela glanced at him, she noticed the storm brewing in his expression. She offered him a faint,
reassuring smile.
Turning back to Caiden, Daniela spoke evenly, her voice controlled and almost gentle.
“The floors? Of course. And the renovations? Why not? You're absolutely right. Now that I've done well, it’s only
fair to help my sister.”
The moment she said this, Caiden, Katrina, and Joyce visibly relaxed. Relief washed over their faces, quickly
replaced by smug satisfaction. Daniela was still the smeek, pliable girl, too weak to stand up for herself.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtKatrina and Joyce exchanged a fleeting look of regret, realizing they could've demanded much more. Ten floors,
perhaps even more than that—Daniela would've agreed without a fight.
“Good,” Caiden said curtly, rising to his feet, his discomfort with Cedric’s oppressive presence evident.
Straightening his jacket, he turned to Daniela with his usual commanding tone.
“Start the paperwork. Transfer those floors to Joyce. And make sure the renovations use the best materials. No
cutting corners—anything less will only cause problems for her down the line.” He turned to the door, ready to
leave.
“Joyce?” Daniela’s voice rang out, calm yet deliberate, halting him mid-step.
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“Dad, what exactly are you saying? You expectto hand over the floors to Joyce and pay for her renovations?
Are you joking?” Caiden froze, his expression darkening as his face tightened.
“But you just said—"
“I said | had no issue helping my sister. But you meant Joyce? Well, that’s an issue.
You see, | hold blood ties in the highest regard. And Joyce? She doesn’t share my mother’s blood. So no, | don’t
see her as my sister. And you wantto hand over my property to her?” Her smile widened, though her gaze
was razor-sharp.
“If 1 did that, my mother would surely cursefrom her grave for being so stupid. Do you even remember my
mother, Dad? When she died, she was drenched in blood. Just last night, | thought | heard her voice. She told me
she had only one daughter. When you started talking about helping a sister, for a moment, | thought maybe you
and my mom had another child somewhere | didn’t know about. What a pity.”
Caiden'’s face flushed with anger, his balance faltering as he staggered slightly, his fury barely contained.
“Your mom and | only had you! | married your stepmother, and Joyce is your sister!”
Daniela remained unruffled, her faint smile still in place.
“Oh, I see now.
You mean the baggage that the woman you chose brought into the family. And now you expectto take care
of it? Keep dreaming.”
“Daniela!” Caiden roared, his face turning a deep, furious red.
“Watch your mouth!”
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmHis anger boiled over, his hand flying into the air, ready to strike.
The slap was just about to land. Daniela frowned, ready to react, when suddenly someone stepped in front of
her. There stood Cedric, shielding her decisively. Towering and formidable, his presence sliced through the
tension, exuding an undeniable command that seemed to stabilize the air around him.
Daniela, perplexed yet oddly reassured, remained motionless, her eyes drifting downward to notice Cedric’s
other hand, balled into a firm fist at his side.
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