?Chapter 487:


    As they passed Callie, Corrine paused and said,


    “Thank you.”


    She was grateful to her for exposing Leah and Rita’s deceitful scheme earlier.


    “Who needs your thanks?” Callie scoffed arrogantly, a hint of embarrassment shing through her eyes.


    “I didn’t do it for you.”


    Callie knew her aunt well. Chelsea wouldn’t stand idly by if she saw Corrine in trouble.


    With that in mind, it made sense for Callie to seize the moment and make a strong impression by stepping in to defend Corrine.


    Corrine understood Callie’s motives, but that did not change the fact that she had chosen to help.


    Whether or not Callie epted gratitude was her own decision.


    Corrine would offer it nheless.


    As they made their way out, they ran into Bruce and Cn.


    Bruce had been attempting to corner Cn for a conversation about future investments, but Cn had been sidestepping him at every turn, offering nothing more than vague pleasantries.


    A bad sign.


    Bruce knew when a door was closing in his face, and Cn’s unwillingness to engage made it painfully clear that pushing the matter any further would only make things worse.


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    Just as he was about to step away, he came face to face with Nate and Corrine.


    His gazended immediately on their inteced fingers. His brow tightened, a flicker of something dark shing in his eyes.


    Beside him, Cn noticed the pair as well, and in an instant, his demeanor shifted. His previous indifference melted away, reced by a broad, polished smile. He stepped forward with ease.


    “Mr. Hopkins, Miss Hond.”


    “Mr. Archer,” Corrine greeted smoothly, offering him a pleasant smile before shifting her attention to Bruce. A knowing glint flickered in her eyes.


    “I was wondering if Meg is avable today. I would like to visit her.”


    “Of course, you’re wee toe,” Cn said quickly, nodding.


    After a brief exchange of pleasantries, he watched the couple walk away, exhaling deeply once they were out of sight.


    Finally. At least for now, he had managed to send two of the most powerful figures in the room on their way without issue.


    Beside him, Bruce’s expression darkened as his thoughts swirled. He turned to Cn.


    “Mr. Archer, is Nate Hopkins from Lyhaton?”


    Cn barely spared him a nce before replying,


    “No. Lyhaton has four major families, but he is a man who stands above them all.”


    A chill spread through Bruce’s veins.


    A man above the four major families. That could only mean one thing.


    Nate was from Independent Continent.


    Bruce’s eyes widened, his pupils constricting as realization mmed into him like a crashing wave.


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