NovelOnlineChapter 1232: He waved goodbye to Corrine and started to walk away.
"Drive safe," Corrine called after him.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtJules didn't look back. "Got it." He got into his car, and Corrine followed Mandy into hers.
What Corrine didn't realize was that Jules was sitting quietly in his car, smoking, not in any rush to leave.
The little girl who once clung to him had grown up so fast. Every year around this time, he would always be by Corrine's side, but now it seemed like she didn't need him anymore. He felt a sharp, bittersweet pang of nostalgia in his chest.
Meanwhile, Corrine sat in the car, watching the world go by. She casually asked, “Where are we headed?" Mandy glanced at her through the rearview mirror. "Mr. Hopkins is at the entertainment center." Corrine raised an eyebrow. Could it be a coincidence? She had planned to go there with Jules.
Thirty minutes later, the car pulled up to the entrance of the entertainment center. Corrine got out, followed the staff inside, and soon found herself at the shooting range.
The place was brightly lit, and she quickly spotted Nate lounging on the sofa in the rest area. As usual, he wore a sharp black suit, his legs crossed elegantly. The light highlighted his sharp features, making his face even more handsome.
Corrine glanced around, realizing they were the only ones there. Just as she was thinking, Nate stood up and walked toward her. He caught a faint scent of beer and raised an eyebrow. "You've been drinking?" Corrine nodded. "Had a beer with Jules." Her gaze drifted past him to the shooting range. "Why did you bringhere?" gov.☐☐☐☐☐☐ "Fancy a few rounds?" Nate asked, a slight smile tugging at his lips.
Corrine looked up, a spark of curiosity in her eyes. "How do we play?" "Your choice," Nate said, his tone relaxed.
Corrine thought for a moment. "Best of three. If you lose, you'll givethat prized painting from your study." Nate raised an eyebrow, a playful smile appearing. “And if you lose?" Corrine blinked, taken aback. "What do you want?" "You'll promiseone thing."
With the terms set, Corrine's easygoing attitude shifted.
tude shifted. Now, she appeared focused and determined to ΕΠ win that painting.
She loaded the gun and took her shot. Her movements were smooth, almost effortless, as if she had done this a thousand times.
Watching nearby, Mandy couldn't help but wonder. Wasn't Corrigen supposed to be a pampered rich lady? How had she becso skilled at this?
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