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    “I’ll make you eat those words,” he hissed through clenched teeth. “You’ll regret ever doubting me. I’m the rightful heir of the McCoy family, and I’ll prove it.”


    Without wasting another second, he hunted down the food department’s management.


    “My father’s legacy is ending. I’m the one shaping the future of McCoy Group. Stand with me now, or don’t bother showing up when the tides turn. You know what to do.”


    Meanwhile, Dani was reviewing construction budgets when arge delivery of food boxes arrived at the door. She got up to investigate. The delivery man nced at his clipboard and said, “Cedric Phillips ced the order.”


    “Cedric?” Her brow furrowed.


    Cedric wasn’t the type to bother with logistics like this.


    The delivery man fidgeted under her gaze, and the unease in Dani’s chest deepened.


    Before she could press him further, a voice called out from the entryway. She turned to see Niks approaching. “Dani, got a minute?”


    She cast onest look at the stack of food boxes, then addressed the delivery man firmly. “Hold off on bringing anything upstairs. I want to see the order receipt first.”


    With that, she pivoted on her heel and strode toward Niks, her expression tight.


    As she neared him, she cast onest look over her shoulder. The delivery man was definitely digging through his phone for something.


    Then she faced Niks. “What is it now?”


    “Nothing big. Just thought we should have a quick word,” he replied with an easy shrug.


    But his gaze slid past her,nding on the delivery man in a subtle cue.


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    Catching it, the delivery man gave a small nod before murmuring to his partner, “Move.”


    Cedric was going over thest of the design notes when he noticed someone slipping past quietly.


    He turned and saw a man—no work uniform, no badge. He frowned and asked, “Who are you? I haven’t seen you before.”


    Up ahead, the delivery manager quickly turned back.


    With a smooth smile, he stepped forward. “Mr. Phillips, we’re here with the food delivery. Everything’s packed and ready.”


    Though Dani’spany had its own cafeteria, employees sometimes preferred meals from outside.


    Cedric gave a small nod and started to turn back to the ns. But something made him pause. “Where’s the food from?”


    The man froze for half a breath, then smiled again. “The restaurant division from the Lindsay family’s hotel.”


    Cedric reached out his hand. “Let me see the receipt.”


    That smile faltered. His fingers twitched. “Of course! Are you treating everyone today, Mr. Phillips? I’ll make sure they all know.”


    While he talked, he nced quickly at the rest of the delivery crew. They got the signal and rushed toward the elevators.


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