?Chapter 806:
Danna, standing nearby, let out a sharpugh. “Beauty fades, and affections wane. Corrine is merely a passing fancy, relying on her allure to keep his interest. But the day wille when he grows tired of her, and then—she’ll be discarded like yesterday’s news.”
The other women nodded in agreement, their voices brimming with derision. “Status should always match. A woman from her background? She could never be worthy of Mr. Hopkins.”
“So many dream of marrying into wealth, hoping to rewrite their fate. No matter how high Corrine soars, one day, she will fall—and when she does, the crash will be spectacr.”
Danna turned her attention to Leah, her gaze subtly narrowing. “Leah, aren’t you close with Andromache? Haven’t you ever had… dealings with Mr. Hopkins in private?”
Born into privilege, these women had been raised with one unspoken truth: their existence was a transaction. Their families gave them wealth, and in return, they were expected to leverage marriage as a strategic alliance, a calcted sacrifice for the family’s greater good.
From a young age, they had learned the bitter truth—love was the most fragile currency in the world. Better to anchor oneself to a powerful man than to ce faith in fleeting emotions.
And in their eyes, Nate was nothing short of prime game—a prize they had been circling for years, hoping to stumble upon.
Danna refused to believe that Leah hadn’t considered the idea of getting close to Nate.
The truth was, Leah had—if only for a fleeting moment. But Andromache’s warning had been enough to douse that spark before it could catch fire.
Still, just because she had turned away didn’t mean others would. If someone wanted to court disaster, that was their own business.
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With that in mind, Leah’sshes lowered briefly, masking the brief sh of cold amusement in her gaze. When she looked up again, her face was a picture of innocence, a soft, almost angelic smile curving her lips. “Oh, my heart belongs to Bruce,” she said sweetly. “Unlike you singledies.”
Then, as if suddenly recalling something, she added, “Ah, speaking of which, I’ll be announcing my engagement to Bruce at my birthday party. You must alle celebrate with me.”
“Of course! We’re the best of friends!”
“You and Bruce make the perfect couple—a match made in heaven! We wouldn’t miss it for the world.”
Even as they spoke, their gazes flickered subtly toward Nate. When Danna saw him take a call and walk away, her lips curled slightly. She set down her wine ss and strode straight toward Corrine.
Corrine, sensing the sudden obstruction in her path, instinctively lifted her gaze, locking eyes with Danna’s unmistakable hostility. Her brow arched. She had no recollection of ever crossing paths with this woman. Where was this animositying from?
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