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    “You’re wee, Miss Hond. It’s our honor to serve you,” Matias said, his tone almost reverential, startling the men in ck. They knew Matias as Nate’s right-hand man, respected by most, but they had never seen him so deferential.


    Unbeknownst to them, Matias saw Corrine as more than just an ordinary person. She was his key to sess.


    “Well, if there’s nothing else, we’ll take our leave,” Matias said.


    After they left, Corrine called Nate.


    “Are you busy?” she asked as soon as he answered.


    “Not too busy for you,” Nate responded, attentive.


    Corrine sat on the floor, eyeing therge box of hard drives in front of her. Each wasbeled with the movie’s title, director, and cast, showcasing Nate’s meticulous care.


    “I just casually mentioned itst night, and you gathered all these movies,” Corrine remarked, impressed by the extensive collection. Some of those movies hadn’t even been scheduled for release yet. It was a clear reminder of the privileges that came with wealth.


    “I just happened to overhear,” Nate’s response was nonchnt.


    Corrine was momentarily speechless. His simple act of listening had led to over a hundred movies being delivered to her doorstep.


    “Aren’t you afraid you’ll spoil me?” Corrine sighed softly.


    “I’mmitted to being there for you,” Nate said, his voice deep and soothing, resonating like a rich cello in Corrine’s heart.


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    A gentle smile spread across Corrine’s face.


    “When do you think you’ll be back?” she asked.


    “My schedule has been hectic, so I might not have much time to spend with you,” Nate responded.


    “But I will—”


    “Nate, you don’t have to amodate me in everything,” Corrine cut him off. She didn’t want to be a burden to Nate. Her desire was toplement his sesses and support him during his failures. Simply put, she yearned for a partnership where they stood as equals.


    “I’d bring you the stars, but they can’t evenpare to you,” Nate said, his tone even, as if he were stating a simple fact.


    A hint of a smile twinkled in Corrine’s eyes.


    “Is this really your first time pursuing a woman?” she teased.


    “Of course,” Nate asserted confidently.


    Yet, his adept approach made Corrine question his inexperience.


    Nate sensed her skepticism through the phone.


    “It seems I’m doing quite well—” he said, his voice deepening and tinged with amusement.


    “Well enough that I’m starting to have my doubts,” Corrine admitted.


    “This is far from enough,” Nate continued.


    “Huh?” Corrine asked, confused.


    “I’ll only be truly satisfied when you agree to marry me, Miss Hond,” Nate dered.


    “Then you’d better keep trying,” Corrine chuckled in response.


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