Chapter 660:


    “Miss Hond.”


    At the sight of him, Corrine’s expression softened just a fraction. She acknowledged him with a slight nod before stepping into the elevator. Hodge remained rooted in ce, watching as Corrine and Matias disappeared behind the closing elevator doors. A shadow passed through his deep-set eyes, his disappointment sinking in like a weight.


    Meanwhile, in the billiard room on the first floor, a group of wealthydies and men had taken note of the interaction. Amusement glittered in their eyes as they exchanged knowing smirks.


    “No wonder the Ford family treats Corrine like a hidden gem. Just look at her. She has caught Mr. Hopkins’ eye, and now she has Mr. Seymour following her as if she has him wrapped around her finger.”


    “Well, if she did not have something special, the Ford family wouldn’t have invested so much in her, would they?”


    “Like mother, like daughter. Do you truly believe she is anything extraordinary?”


    “Wait, are you saying her mother…”


    The man at the center of attention leaned back, relishing the moment. He lowered his voice just enough to sound conspiratorial.


    “I heard her mother was obsessed with some guy back in the day. Clung to him even when she got pregnant, shamelessly forcing him to marry her. But here’s the real scandal—she gave birth prematurely at eight months. The baby came early, but don’t you wonder what caused that? There’s no way it was a coincidence. For all we know, the child belonged to another man!”


    Laughter erupted around the room, their amusement feeding off the whispered scandal.


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    But before their amusement could peak, the door behind them was kicked open with a thunderous crash.


    Before the lead instigator could fully process what was happening, a brutal kick mmed into his back, sending him sprawling across the sofa.


    Jules loomed over him, his expression unreadable, except for the sharp glint in his eyes. With a slow, deliberate motion, he ced his foot against the man’s back, pinning him in ce. With practiced ease, he retrieved a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, and took a slow, measured drag.


    Smoke curled around his face as he exhaled, his voice dangerously calm.


    “Miguel, you have nerve. Talking about my family behind my back?”


    Miguel Hoffman’s face went pale as he registered exactly who had entered. His stomach twisted.


    “Mr. Ford…”


    Everyone knew the Ford men guarded Corrine like she was the family’s most treasured possession, despite the fact that her surname was Hond.


    And now, Miguel had not only smeared Corrine’s name but had the audacity to drag Kiley into his gossip. He had effectively signed his own death sentence.


    Jules leaned in slightly, flicking the ash from his cigarette. The embersnded near Miguel’s cor, the heat stinging through the fabric. Miguel flinched, sucking in a sharp breath, but he dared not move.


    “Go on,” Jules murmured, his tone mild yetced with malice.


    “Tell me more. What else do you think you know?”


    Miguel’s arrogance crumbled in an instant. The weight of Jules’ presence alone was suffocating.


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    Message from Noah: Hope you liked the chapters dear ones, there is gonna be two new novels today. God loves you and Noah whishes you all the best. ??(＾?＾)??


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