Chapter 1181: Yet, no amount of composure could quell the bitter taste climbing up her throat. It churned inside her, sour and raw.
Across the Independent Continent, Nate stood unmatched. No one, not even Moses, Zack, or Herbert, could rival his status.
And as for looks? No man in the region held a candle to him. His admirers were countless. Rumors always swirled around him, but that didn't stop the endless line of women eager to catch his eye.
When Rosalie saw those pampered, influential girls tossed out of Nate's sphere of influence like mere trifles, she felt only disdain.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtTheir families were prestigious, sure, but still far beneath Nate's towering lineage.
A man like him—one who was born at the pinnacle of power-would never be easily swayed by affection.
He was a ruler by nature, someone whose gaze rarely fell below his own stature. To him, love was nothing more than a fragile, fleeting concept. Or so she thought.
Watching him so willingly letting Corrine sleep on his lap, something shattered in her.
His gentleness, his patience-it was all for Corrine, and Corrine alone. He truly loved her.
The realization hit Rosalie like ice water, leaving her with a vile mixture of jealousy, envy, and stubborn frustration.
But what could she possibly do? She knew Nate too well. Once he gave his heart, there was no reclaiming even a shred of his attention. To the rest of the world, he would remain distant, indifferent. And to her? Not even a glance.
Lost in her turmoil, Rosalie barely noticed Zack's discreet nudge against her.
Blinking, she turned to face him.
Read more at gvlnovom "What's got you so lost in thought?" he asked, studying her.
"Nothing." She forced a smile, dropping her eyes to hide the turmoil swirling within her.
From across the room, Elva had been watching the entire exchange with a cold smirk.
It seemed no woman-no matter how composed-was immune to Nate.
Her gaze landed back on Nate. "I hear you're leaving with Miss Hollandm soon. Since this is our first meeting, I had little tto prepare, but I hope she will appreciate this."
Elva gave a slight nod to her assistant, who stepped forwardm presenting a delicate box adorned with intricate floral carvings. Nate barely spared it a glance before flipping it open.
Nestled inside was an exquisite jade bracelet, its color rich, its claritym flawless His gaze, however, remained flat, unreadable. Elva studied him carefully, searching for any sign of reaction, but there wasn't going to be one.