Chapter 337

Alexander initially assumed the ordeal would be over within an hour.

Women and indulgence had never been his weakness, nor did he care for indulgence.

Yet when Joyce unleashed her endless repertoire of tricks, Alexander was taken aback.

In that moment, Alexander understood why Joyce had managed to remain Doug's woman for so long and even become his wife-it was no coincidence.

As tension built, the veins on Alexander's forehead throbbed, and he couldn't help but wish it were Daniela in Joyce's place.

One full day and night crawled by. When Alexander finally left, his body felt drained and heavy.

Joyce, her lips curling into a smug smile, called out,"Feel free to reach out if you ever have the need again."

With his disciplined workout routine, Alexander boasted a chiseled physique far superior to Doug's,whose age had long dulled his vigor.

Joyce, meanwhile, lay sprawled across the bed, her deep sleep lasting for hours.

As Alexander exited the hotel, his phone vibrated,notifying him of a money transfer.

He glanced at the screen.

His bank account showed a deposit of fifty million.

For a brief moment, Alexander hesitated, tempted to stick to his principles.

Yet Joyce's earlier words echoed in his mind-beforehand, morality had seemed insurmountable, and the idea of taking money felt wrong.

Now, with fifty million staring him in the face,Alexander rationalized it as fair payment for a day and night's work. Why refuse? He convinced himself it was well-earned.

With a final glance at his phone, Alexander silently accepted the deposit.

Using the funds, he steadily expanded his business,and Bennett Group's operations began to bounce back piece by piece.

Over time, Joyce approached Alexander several times, dangling alluring offers in front of him.

But Alexander declined each time.

He was determined to forge his own path to success in Olisvine.

His confidence in himself was unshakable.

Daniela remained indifferent to such affairs. She knew Caiden had beaten Katrina up multiple times. Eventually, Katrina approached Daniela, wearing the same submissive demeanor Alexander once had."I'm not asking for much. Give me five million, and I'll divorce Caiden right away."

Daniela responded with a soft chuckle. "I never wanted you two to divorce. Haven't you realized that by now?"

Katrina countered, "But you've got no proof, so you can't do anything to me. Instead of keeping me around as a daily nuisance, why not let me leave?swear I'll disappear from Olisvine-you can pretend I'm dead."

Daniela offered a faint smile. "You want me to pretend you're dead?"

Katrina nodded eagerly, her desperation evident.

"That's not quite the same as being truly dead,"Daniela commented dryly.

Katrina narrowed her eyes. "Daniela, I came here to settle things peacefully, but if you're unwilling, don't blame me for being ruthless. Do you want a repeat of those 'accidents'?" she warned.

Daniela's faint smile lingered. "Feel free."

Katrina stormed away, pulling out her phone as soon as she reached the yard.

"Is this all you're capable of? Back when you had me take care of Brylee, you were so decisive. Now I'm being targeted by Daniela while you sit back and reap the benefits like nothing ever happened. Do you really think that's fair? Make Daniela disappear within a week, or I'll spill everything to her about what happened back then. I'm warning you, Daniela isn't like Brylee. She has powerful allies, with money and influence. They could crush you with ease, and you know it. You've got one week-if Daniela's still alive,we all go down together."

Katrina ended the call angrily, her gaze drifting towards the villa as her eyes narrowed.

Turning around, she suddenly spotted Caiden. It was obvious he had overheard her phone call.

"You'd better act like you heard nothing and keep your mouth shut, or you'll be the first to go," Katrina hissed before walking away.

The following day, as Daniela arrived at work, she noticed Caiden loitering in the parking lot.

"Daniela, I swear I had nothing to do with any of it.Please, let me move back into the villa," he pleaded.

Just as Daniela reached for her car door, Caiden hurriedly said, "I overheard Katrina on the phone yesterday-she admitted to killing your mother.You shouldn't be blaming me."

Daniela's brows furrowed slightly. "Are you claiming you had nothing to do with it?" she asked, her tone colder than usual.

Caiden's gaze wavered nervously.

"If it weren't for you, my mother would still be alive.Your greed and vanity set all of this in motion. Do you truly claim no responsibility? You could've fallen for anyone else. You could've just divorced my mother.But you were too tied to her money to let her go. And in all these years, did it never cross your mind that Katrina might've been the one who killed her?"

Caiden quickly retorted, "No, really, I didn't. It was all Katrina! I share some blame, but the majority of it falls on her. You can't pin everything on me!"

Attempting to gain her sympathy, Caiden added,"Daniela, I'm getting old-I can't handle much more of this. The small house is freezing, and I just can't endure it anymore. Let me come back to the house.Deal with Katrina however you want, but please, just let me return."