?Chapter 703:


    As she rose from her seat, Evelyn’s voice was quieter this time.


    “I’m tired. It’s time for you to leave.”


    Without another word, she made her way to her bedroom, supported by Penny, leaving Andromache standing in stunned silence.


    Corrine and Nate had returned to Celtis Estate. She settled onto a sofa, one leg tucked beneath her as she savored a bowl of fruit sd, her gaze driftingzily toward Nate, who was busy in the kitchen. His back was turned to her, the contours of his broad shoulders and narrow waist forming a wless V-shape.


    It was a well-known fact that men were most captivating when they were cooking, and after witnessing Nate in action, Corrine could confirm that this was no mere myth.


    Just as she took another spoonful of her sd, her phone buzzed with an iing message. Her eyes skimmed the screen.


    It was from Jules.


    “What’s going on? Are you really just going to let Leah off the hook like that?”


    Jules had been waiting, almost expecting Corrine to use Nate to take care of Leah, but to his surprise, Leah had walked away unscathed, apanied by Andromache.


    Jules understood that using Nate in such a way was a little underhanded, but given Leah’s new role as Andromache’s goddaughter, he believed there was no other choice. Besides, Nate had made him a promise, and Jules was just trying to test him.


    Reading the message, Corrine’s gaze sharpened, a flicker of something darker crossing her eyes.


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    Setting the bowl aside, she quickly typed a response.


    “So, you informed Nate? You were nning to have him do your dirty work?”


    Jules, puffing away on a cigarette, felt a sting of guilt as he read her words. He coughed sharply, trying to suppress the difort.


    He flicked the cigarette to the ground, stomping it out, and quickly typed back, his words rushed.


    “I was just trying to gauge how much you mean to him.”


    This excuse hardly stood up to scrutiny, and Jules knew it. He didn’t believe it himself.


    The truth was, from the very beginning, his n had been to use Nate to destabilize Andromache and eliminate Leah. Andromache’s backing had elevated the Burgess family’s position, and Leah had be a force to be reckoned with.


    But to Jules, none of that mattered. The Ford family wasn’t concerned with the Burgess’s rise. After Leah had harmed Corrine, Jules was eager to see her pay for it. Yet, with Andromache’s powerful family behind Leah, Jules found himself treading carefully. A direct confrontation would only undermine the Ford family, making them vulnerable.


    That was when Nate came into the picture. He could challenge Andromache’s power while dismantling the Burgess family without risking too much.


    Corrine saw straight through Jules’ intentions. She raised an eyebrow, her gaze flickering toward Nate in the kitchen, a faint smile tugging at her lips.


    Not receiving an immediate reply from her, Jules sent another message.


    “Seriously, Leah hurt you, and you’re just going to let her walk away?” Jules was growing restless. To him, simply offering forgiveness wasn’t enough. It felt too simple, too easy. It wasn’t right. In his mind, the equation was clear: an eye for an eye, and that would bnce the scales.


    Her phone buzzed once again, bringing her focus back. She quickly typed a response.


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