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    “Zack, you won’t believe this—Nate has a woman!”


    “I see,” Zack’s voice was maddeningly indifferent.


    Moses scowled at the t response.


    “That’s it? You’re not the least bit shocked? Not even curious?”


    On the other end, Zack replied dryly, “Wow, I’m so surprised.”


    Moses was speechless. He cursed under his breath and abruptly ended the call.


    The more he thought about this new discovery, the more curious he became. His pacing grew more erratic, his excitement mounting with every step.


    The subordinate, unable to bear it any longer, finally muttered, “Mr. Seymour, if you’re not dizzy by now, I definitely am.”


    Moses halted mid-step, shooting the man a sharp re.


    “Get lost. You’re in my way.”


    Corrine followed Nate into his office. He grabbed an iPad and brewed a cup of coffee before handing it to her.


    “Take it easy here for a while. I won’t be long.”


    “Alright,” Corrine murmured.


    Nate reached out, his fingers lightly tousling her hair before striding to his desk to get to work.


    Corrine took a small sip of the coffee in front of her and then pulled out her phone, skimming through her unread messages. She opened WhatsApp and scrolled to the friend requests. Her eyesnded on an avatar of a peony, apanied by a note: “Corrine, this is Evelyn.”


    Corrine hesitated for a split second before tapping “ept.”


    Almost immediately, a message popped up.


    “Hello, Corrine. I’m Evelyn.”


    Corrine typed back, “Hi there, Mrs. Hopkins.”


    Evelyn quickly followed up.


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    “Now that we’re connected on WhatsApp, it’ll be much easier for me to reach you.”


    As Corrine responded, a small group of employees in gray uniforms stepped into the office, their gazes instinctively locking onto her. The office—and, by now, much of thepany—was abuzz with rumors.


    Nate had brought his girlfriend to ck Rock Group. And they had to admit, she was captivating. Not in the delicate, conventional way, but with a bold, striking allure that turned heads effortlessly. Even in silence, her presence wasmanding—intense and unyielding, making it impossible for anyone to admire her beauty without a sense of restraint.


    The group stole quick nces at her before snapping back to focus and stepping forward to deliver their reports.


    “Mr. Hopkins, here are the detailed ounts for this quarter and the updated inventory list.”


    Nate gave a slight nod, flipping open the folder in front of him, though his peripheral vision remained on Corrine.


    She was typing quickly on her phone, her slender fingers moving with precision, likely responding to someone important.


    Just as Corrine finished her conversation with Evelyn, her screen lit up with an iing call. The moment she saw the caller ID, a faint chill flickered in her eyes. Without a second thought, she declined the call and immediately blocked the number. She cast a quick nce at Nate, who was still upied, and then wandered over to the office’s disy wall.


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