Chapter 57:

Carl traced a finger gently over the glass.

“Kiley, if you’re watching over us, protect Corrine. Keep her far away from these raging tempests.”

Jayden left the study, his expression carved from ice, his entire demeanor radiating an unapproachable air.

“Uncle Jayden,” Corrine called softly, turning toward him as his footsteps echoed in the hall.

The icy edge in his gaze flickered, softening slightly.

“I’ll have Zane pick you up tomorrow morning,” he said, his tone firm and brooking no argument. Zane Cooper was one of Jayden’s most trusted men, someone responsible for his personal safety—a clear statement of how seriously he took the situation.

Corrine blinked, startled by the gesture.

“Uncle Jayden, there’s no need. It’s better to keep Zane with you. I can always arrange for a driver from the house.” Compared to her relatively peaceful environment, Jayden’s world was riddled with danger. Ever since his rise to power, factional infighting had been constant. She couldn’t allow Zane to be diverted to her side at such a crucial time.

Jayden, wary of arousing her suspicions, relented.

“Very well. But if anything happens, call me immediately.”

“Okay,” she agreed, her tone gentle.

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After seeing Jayden and Waldo off, Corrine returned to her room, where Leland approached her with a stack of papers.

“Miss, these are the company’s documents from the past few years. Please take a look.”

“Thank you, Leland,” she said, accepting the papers. Suddenly, something crossed her mind.

“Oh, and inform the board of directors that there will be a meeting at nine tomorrow morning.”

Leland gave a small nod.

“Understood. I’ll take care of it right away.”

Once the door was closed, Corrine flopped lazily onto her bed. She checked her phone and noticed a message on WhatsApp from Nate. Her gaze flickered with an unspoken emotion as she stared at it.

Corrine paused, then returned a casual message.

“What’s up?”

Although she intended only to be courteous, Nate called her directly, saying, “I hope I’m not disturbing you.”

“Sorry for the delay,” Corrine responded.

“Got plans tomorrow?” Nate’s voice, deep and captivating, filled the conversation.

Distractedly sifting through papers, Corrine quickly responded, “Yes, I’m to—” Her new role at the company demanded her full attention.

“Is that your reason for turning me down?” Nate wasn’t surprised by Corrine’s response.

“Starting a new job takes some getting used to,” Corrine explained.

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