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His expression darkened as he looked at Corrine, a quiet warning in his eyes. He exhaled and said, "Stick close tolater." But before he could finish, another stir rose from the staircase.
Everyone turned toward the second floor.
Under the gleaming lights, Nate descended the stairs, followed by four men.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtRight behind him were Jonathan, a scarred man, and two others in their thirties.
Jules leaned toward Corrine, lowering his voice. "The one with the scar works for Claude. The other two-Cutler Robinson from the northern district, and Maxwell Singh from the western district-run both legal and shady businesses. Big players." Corrine nodded slightly, her eyes reflecting quiet understanding.
Around them, the chatter grew louder.
"Is that Nate Hopkins? The Hopkins leader from the Independent Continent?" "He rarely shows up in public. What's he doing here? Could the rumors be true?" "Looks like this year's bidding war won't be easy." Suddenly, someone said aloud, "Mr. Hopkins is quite something. Any family whose daughter catches his eye is blessed." Just like that, the topic shifted.
The conversation turned to Nate's love life, then to how many of their own daughters remained unmarried. The wealthy crowd subtly competed, almost ready to offer their daughters on a silver platter.
Corrine caught the whispers, and a slight frown appeared on her face. Hearing people discuss Nate as if he were up for grabs stirred a strange feeling inside her.
Rachel noticed and leaned in with a teasing grin. "Jealous?" Corrine turned toward her, eyes meeting hers with a quiet sigh. "If you were me, you'd be annoyed too." Read the rest on glnovдls<"Perhaps," Rachel said with a half-smile.
Corrine chuckled softly and nudged her lightly. "To be honest, I think you and my cousin would make a great pair." Rachel's eyes lit up, her heart warming at the words.
Whether Corrine meant it or simply wanted to lift her mood, it felt like the kindest praise Rachel had received.
In a city where everything felt unfamiliar, a compliment from her future cousin in law meant more En.
than words could say.
Maybe it was their closeness in age-or their shared.
Opersonalities but talking to Corrine just felt easy. They chatted happily until a voice called from behind, "Miss Holland. It's been a while." Corrine turned to find Zeke behind her, dressed in a sharp black suit.
"Mr. Cooper." Her smile was polite but distant.
Zeke, perceptive as ever, sensed the wall between them. Still, he Still, he didn't let now. He handed her a glass of sparkling wine. "Fruit wine hits hard.
You might prefer this."
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