Chapter 248:
Her cheeks flushed under his gaze, and she cleared her throat, regaining composure.
“I’m just afraid you’ll break your promise.”
Nate’s smile softened as he understood the unspoken words.
“I haven’t married you yet. How could I leave this world?”
“Don’t talk about death,” Corrine quickly interjected.
Nate’s fingers gently traced the screen, his gaze full of indulgence.
“I’ll take a nap. Let’s talk again tonight, okay?”
“Okay.” She was slightly taken aback by his sudden decision but nodded nonetheless.
“Be careful out there.”
“Sure.”
Nate hummed softly before ending the call, his smile slowly fading. The warm, tender mood was replaced by a stormy resolve.
“Strike at midnight. No dragging it out.”
“Understood,” Zack responded immediately, his voice steady with readiness.
“I’ll give the orders now.”
As Zack turned to leave the room, he cast a brief glance at Moses, who was still tending to his wounds. A flash of concern flickered across Zack’s face. Years of camaraderie had shaped their silent understanding. One glance was all it took to know each other’s thoughts.
Moses smirked, trying to brush off the concern.
“Stop looking at me like that. I’m not dying.”
Zack chuckled softly before stepping out, the door clicking shut behind him.
Corrine immediately resumed her tasks after ending the call. As the clock neared noon, Jolene, who had just finished her morning poster session, and Karina popped into Corrine’s office.
“Hey, Corrine, can you join us for lunch?” Karina asked.
gⱯ𝗅𝗇𝗈ν𝖊𝗅𝘀.𝗰𝗈n – 𝓶𝗼𝗿𝗲 𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗽𝘁𝗲𝗿𝘀 𝗼𝗻
Looking up, Corrine’s face broke into a gentle smile.
“What are you two in the mood for?”
With a playful smirk, Karina nudged Jolene.
“Looks like Corrine’s treating us. We should splurge a bit.”
Jolene suggested, “There’s a new restaurant on the east side. Should we give it a try?”
“Absolutely!” Karina responded enthusiastically.
As they prepared to leave, they waited briefly for Natasha. The four of them, friends since high school, relished these moments to rekindle old times, finding both comfort and thrill in their reunion. Their drive was filled with nostalgic laughter, warming the atmosphere. Even the usually quiet Natasha joined in, saying, “I actually believed those rumors about Jolene being a wild girl before we became friends.”
In her youth, Jolene was infamous for her bold style, dramatic makeup, and frequenting the most questionable hangouts. She was well-acquainted with trouble, often found at the center of fights and the occasional street brawl. The local troublemakers worshipped her, tripping over themselves just to win her favor.
Yet, life has a knack for delivering surprises. Who would have imagined that the girl once labeled as trouble would evolve into a light of salvation for Natasha?
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