Corrine is abandoned at the altar when her groom runs off to save another woman, calling their love just a “business deal.” Humiliated and broken, she wanders into the rain and nearly gets hit by a car, only to be rescued by a mysterious man. Is this the end of her story… or the beginning of something far bigger?
Was he… rejected? Corrine cleared her throat, hoping to smooth over the awkwardness. Her expression regained its usual composure, her voice cool and measured. “Timme district, please.” “Understood,” Matias replied without hesitation. The car soon pulled up to her destination. As Corrine stepped out, Nate handed her the bouquet of roses, his voice dropping to…
“Stay away from Nate Hopkins!” Corrine powered down her phone, her arms crossing defensively. Her eyes inadvertently drifted to the rose bouquet adorning the table. Nate’s promise echoed in her memory “Do it your way. No matter what happens, I’ll always have your back.” It seemed Jules’ warning came too late… The next morning, over…
The cacophony was jarring, each blow a brutal reminder of the attackers’ relentless fury. As if smashing the car wasn’t enough, they began hurling all kinds of disgusting filth onto the windshield, their laughter and shouts echoing through the parking lot. Before security could arrive, the group snatched up their belongings and disappeared like shadows…
Reflecting on this, she sighed softly, her voice tinged with sincerity. “Honestly, before I met you, I didn’t even know what envy felt like.” “What?” Corrine arched a brow, her expression calm but curious, her casual demeanor masking her intrigue. Karina, looking slightly crestfallen, met Corrine’s gaze with a trace of grievance in her eyes.…
“The Ashton Group is better off without her! That woman was nothing more than a country girl, deluded into thinking she could transform herself. Years of wealth can’t polish someone like that. Her vulgarity always shows through.” Before Leah could respond, Tracy pressed on, her tone lightening slightly. “Leah, concentrate on recovering for now. Once…
“Sure.” As Natasha turned to leave, she paused and turned back tentatively. “Earlier today, Ashton Group’s CEO requested a meeting. I told him you were away on business.” Corrine’s face turned cold as she focused on the documents before her. “From now on, deny any meetings with Ashton Group without notifying me.” “Understood.” Natasha nodded…
As she turned to walk away, Nate quickly followed, trying to keep up. “Let me go!” Corrine protested fiercely. Nate’s embrace was a mix of tenderness and insistence as he drew her closer. “Just listen to me first.” “We have nothing left to discuss!” Corrine snapped back, her voice filled with anger. She had come…
When she emerged from the bathroom, the faint vibration of her phone drew her attention. She approached hesitantly, just in time to see Nate’s name flashing on the screen as another call came through. Corrine hesitated, her thumb hovering before she finally swiped to answer. “Corrine?” Nate’s voice was deep and rich, carrying a subtle…
“Five hundred million!” A calm voice suddenly cut through the rising tension. As the voice echoed through the room, everyone turned to see Nate and Matias. Whispers spread quickly, everyone wondering which company could casually throw in a starting bid of five hundred million, easily pushing aside many competitors. Just as the auctioneer was about…
“Am I?” Nate replied, his gaze deepening as he admired her smiling face. “The redevelopment plans for the old southern district don’t justify a five billion investment if it’s just housing. You must have other intentions, Miss Holland. I’m hoping you might include me, given our history, so I can adjust my strategies for the…