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    “What good would that do? Besides, you know how Jolene is.”


    True to her nature, Jolene remained unfazed, going about her day as if the inte wasn’t tearing her apart. While everyone else panicked, the person at the center of it all acted as if nothing was happening.


    “Leah was kicked out of the entertainment industry for spreading rumors, and now she’s at it again. She’s like a cockroach—just refuses to disappear!” Karina fumed.


    Corrine’s icy demeanor softened just slightly, reced by a knowing smirk.


    “Make a note of all the usernames. We’ll handle them legally when the time is right.”


    Karina blinked, but before she could ask further, Corrine had already ended the call and dialed another number.


    “Well, well, what could possibly make you call me today, Corrine?” Waldo’s voice carried his usual blend of amusement and arrogance.


    “Do you feel confident about the uing trial?” she asked, skipping the pleasantries.


    Waldo scoffed.


    “Are you questioning my abilities?”


    He had a point. As one of the top tenwyers in the country, Waldo was untouchable in legal battles. Business strategy might be Corrine’s domain, but in the courtroom, he reigned supreme. Especially when it came to a case involving Jolene.


    “Your reputation in the legal world is untarnished,” Corrine acknowledged.


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    Waldo chuckled, clearly pleased with thepliment.


    “So, what are you really getting at?”


    “I want the Burgess family to suffer.”


    Waldo hesitated, then asked, “And the Hond family?”


    It was assumed that Corrine’s affiliation with the Ford family had severed all ties with the Honds. But now, it seemed the Honds were digging their own grave, daring to challenge her.


    Corrine’s eyes narrowed, her lips curving into a smirkced with quiet menace.


    “Let them handle their own downfall.”


    Waldo was unimpressed.


    “That’s it? Just letting them off like that? Seems a little… merciful, don’t you think?”


    His cool, calcting tone sent a chill down Corrine’s spine, but she met it with a smile—dangerous yet alluring.


    “You should know, I’m not sparing the Hond family without reason.” For now, she held back. For her mother’s sake.


    But if the day came when Corrine decided to make her move, not even Dewey Hond himself could stop her.


    Waldo had no doubt about that.


    Before ending the call, Corrine briefly informed him of her grandfather’s health and the scheduled surgery.


    Soon, the day of the operation arrived.


    Carl’s surgery was scheduled for ten in the morning.


    The Ford family and Corrine arrived at the hospital early, their footsteps echoing through the sterile hallways as they settled in to wait.


    Carl, pale yet resolute in his hospital bed, motioned for everyone to gather around. His voice, though steady, carried the weight of finality.


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