?Chapter 591:
While Jules didn’t know every detail of Leah’s actions, he had a solid understanding of the major pieces. What Leah had done after her return home spoke volumes. First, she’d plotted with Rita to kidnap Corrine. Then, she staged a car ident to save Bruce. Time after time, Leah had shown her ulterior motives toward the Ashton family. Yet, despite all of this, the Ashtons—especially Bruce—had blindly supported her.
Of course, Jules knew Corrine was fully aware of it all, too.
“Who said I’m letting her off?” Corrine raised an eyebrow, a small, frosty smile curling at her lips.
Jules’ eyes sparked with curiosity. He waited for her to borate.
Corrine held out her phone, silently offering it to him.
Jules nced at the screen, his temper ring instantly.
“Has Leah lost her mindpletely? She’s inviting you to her birthday party?”
“As far as I know, the Burgess family ns to announce Leah as their new CEO there. They’ll also announce her engagement to Bruce,” Corrine said, her voice steady.
“A marriage between the Ashtons and the Burgesses, huh?” Jules couldn’t help butugh bitterly.
“The Ashton family’s already going down the drain, and now they want to tie themselves to the Burgess mess, too? Has Bruce lost his marbles?”
Corrine’s smile deepened, but her eyes stayed cold.
“I suppose this is the magic of love at work.”
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She hoped that Bruce wouldn’t look back one day and regret every decision he’d made. After all, Corrine had something special nned for Leah’s birthday. A little surprise.
The car finally pulled up to Modern Square, and Corrine headed straight to the café where Karina was waiting.
As soon as Corrine took a seat, Karina pulled out a set of design drafts.
“Take a look at these first.”
These were the sketches Corrine had handed over earlier.
“Not quite what she wanted?”
“The client said your designs were too traditional,” Karina exined.
“And considering how well-known Wi Alvarez is as a Best Actress award winner, she’s looking for something bold, somethingpletely different.”
Karina hesitated before meeting Corrine’s eyes.
“So, I hate to ask, but could you revise these as soon as possible? The sooner, the better.”
“Why didn’t you mention this earlier?” Corrine frowned, brushing a strand of hair back before gathering it into a neat ponytail.
“Does she have any other specific requests?”
Karina snapped her fingers as if remembering something. She quickly grabbed a voice recorder from her bag.
“Here, take this. I recorded her instructions.”
Karina had made it a habit to record all her conversations with clients after getting their consent. It helped keep everything on track and acted as a safety in case anyone tried to back outter.
Corrine listened to the client’s requests, then picked up her pen and began making revisions to the sketches.
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