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    With that, Nate took her hand, leading her out of the office.


    As they stepped outside, Matias approached with a respectful nod.


    “Miss Hond, here are your things.” He handed her the shopping bag. Nate’s gaze flickered to the logo on the bag. His brow arched slightly. He knew that brand.


    “What is this?” he asked deliberately.


    Corrine took the bag and pushed it into his arms.


    “I got you a shirt. Just a small token of thanks for everything you’ve done for my grandfather.”


    Nate’s lips curved into a slow, yful smile, his voice rich with mischief.


    “You think a shirt is enough to make me satisfied?”


    “What else do you want?” Corrine’s delicate features flickered with emotion, each subtle shift of her expressions exuding an effortless charm, like an unspoken melody that yed softly in the background. Nate’s eyes lingered, their depth growing as he studied her perfect, captivating face. It was as though the world around him faded into the background, leaving only her in focus.


    With one hand grasping the shopping bag, Nate slid his other arm around her slender waist, drawing her closer. He leaned in, brushing his lips across her temple. His warm breath lingered near her ear, his voice dipping to a low murmur.


    “Of course, I want you to give yourself to me.”


    Corrine tilted her chin slightly, her breath mingling with his, sending a ripple of warmth between them. Her presence was maic, drawing him in like the pull of the tide.


    But before Nate could close the distance and kiss her, Corrine pushed him away with a confident, almost yful smirk.


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    “In your dreams!” With a swift motion, she turned on her heel and walked toward the elevator with an air of deliberate grace.


    Nate stood still, watching her retreating figure, his gaze unreadable. A faint smile tugged at the corner of his lips as he followed her at his own pace, as though savoring the moment.


    Saul, who had been silently observing, couldn’t resistmenting aloud.


    “Isn’t Miss Hond being a bit too dismissive of our boss?”


    Matias cast a weary nce at Saul.


    “What do you know? That’s called chemistry.”


    Couldn’t Saul see how much their boss was relishing the yful banter?


    With Nate’s power and presence, women from every corner of the Independent Continent would fall over each other to catch his eye. Yet, not a single one had earned his attention—not a nce, not a smile. Only Corrine seemed to hold hisplete focus.


    At first, they all believed Nate’s interest was just a passing fancy. But after they watched him decisively remove the Elder Council’s spies on her behalf, it became ringly clear—Corrine was someone special, someone irreceable in his world.


    That alone was enough to seal her ce in his heart.


    Matias sighed deeply, awe and admiration threading his tone.


    “Miss Hond’s blessings are only just beginning.”


    After a light meal, Corrine and Nate got into the car, making their way to Celtis Estate.


    During the drive, Corrine’s phone rang, the screen disying Jules’ name. She answered without hesitation.


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