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    “Grandpa, please, drink some water to ease your mind,” Corrine said sweetly, extending a ss of water.


    Carl nced at her, epted the water, and passed her the wooden ruler.


    As Corrine exchanged knowing looks with her uncles, Carl watched quietly. He set the ss down on the table with a soft thud.


    Startled back to the moment, Corrine shed a charming smile at Carl.


    “Let me ease your tension with a shoulder massage.”


    “Why have you returned sote?” Carl looked at her closely, his frown deepening at the signs of fatigue in her eyes.


    “Corrine, I intended thepany to be a distraction, not a burden.”


    The Ford family’s legacy would ultimately rest in Corrine’s hands. For now, her role was to acquaint herself with business management, though Carl had not anticipated her taking it to such lengths.


    “Grandpa, you trusted me with thepany; I couldn’t possibly find it burdensome.” Corrineughed, her eyes flicking toward her uncles, swiftly steering the conversation.


    “Really,pared to my uncles, I hardly think I have it hard.”


    At this, Carl emitted a skeptical grunt.


    “They have it tough? Really?”


    Jayden and Waldo were too shaken to say a word. Corrine spoke up.


    “Grandpa, I was the one who asked my uncles to keep this from you. If anyone deserves punishment, it’s me.”


    As she spoke, she held the ruler out to Carl, silently urging him to strike her instead.


    “Don’t be ridiculous!” Carl’s expression darkened as he looked at her disdainfully and tossed the ruler aside without hesitation.


    Corrine crouched down, resting her head lightly on Carl’sp.


    “Grandpa, please don’t be mad.”


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    “But you’re a young woman. How could you tolerate such disgusting nder?” Carl’s voice still carried traces of anger.


    Corrine’sshes quivered at his words, warmth spreading through her chest. The unwavering trust of her family felt like an unshakable fortress behind her, giving her the courage to face any enemy.


    Her lips curved slightly, and even in her gratitude, she didn’t forget to defend her uncles.


    “Grandpa, you know I never let these things bother me. Besides, my uncles have always protected me in their own ways.”


    “Corrine, you don’t have to cover for them.” Carl remained unmoved, shooting a displeased re at his sons.


    “What kind of uncles are you—letting Corrine take the fall for no reason? You always create more problems than you solve!”


    Jayden, a political bigwig, felt unfairly used. Waldo, one of the topwyers in the world, also felt wrongly med.


    Yet, despite their frustration, both men knew that when the Ford family’s little princess suffered, they were the ones held ountable.


    The moment they saw those vile words and indecent photos, they had been ready to storm the Ashton family’s doors.


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