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    “What a waste of such an opportunity,” a man remarked with a sigh. The captain, who had remained silent, suddenly interjected, “If you think that way, you’re gravely mistaken.” Noticing the questioning looks aimed at him, he smiled knowingly. “She’s too exceptional for us to keep her here.”


    If not for Jules, she might not have extended her help today.


    At Celtis Estate, Corrine curled up in the corner of the sofa, her silk-like hair cascading over her shoulders, resembling anguid Persian cat in repose.


    Beside her, Nate held her slender ankle in one hand while massaging it gently with the other, his gaze carefully assessing her expression.


    “Does it still hurt?” he asked.


    Corrine shook her head. “It hasn’t hurt for a while.”


    For her, such an injury was hardly worth mentioning.


    From a young age, Jacob had taught her the delicate intricacies of human joints—how a precise amount of force could render someone immobile, confining them to bed for life.


    Of course, there were some bones that should never be touched. To do so would be fatal.


    Nate sprayed a cooling mist over her ankle and applied firm yet soothing pressure. As he worked, he asked casually, “Did Nigel teach you bonesetting skills?”


    “Nigel taught me many things,” Corrine answered. “But I first learned from Jacob.”


    She saw no reason to hide the truth.


    Nate’s brow arched slightly at her words, a glimmer of intrigue passing through his eyes.


    The living room fell into afortable silence, filled with an unspoken understanding.


    Then, Corrine’s phone chimed.


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    She nced at the screen.


    A message from Karina read, “Wi’s wedding dress is ready. Please take a look.”


    Attached below was a short video.


    The hem of the dress was embroidered with exquisite patterns, the delicate threads shimmering like woven moonlight.


    Corrine’s fingers danced across the keyboard. “Has she tried it on? Any adjustments needed?”


    Karina replied almost instantly, “No issues. Also, Wi has invited us to her wedding. Are you free three days from now?”


    Three dayster…


    Corrine nced at her calendar, her lips curving into an enigmatic smile.


    It was Leah’s birthday.


    She had a special gift lined up for Leah—one that would be unforgettable.


    Her gaze then shifted to the previous date, a flicker of mischief dancing in her eyes.


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