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    Pitiful? Perhaps. Worthy of sympathy? Hardly.


    Karina exhaled, her voice softer now. “Moses and Zack only acted because of Nate. I cannot help but worry about you. Staying with him… it might not be safe.”


    Corrine’s expression remained unreadable, her voice devoid of emotion.


    “I know he is not a good man.”


    Nate had never pretended to be anything else.


    On the other end of the line, Karina hesitated, clearly taken aback. “You know, and you are still with him?”


    Corrine chuckled, her voiceced with quiet amusement. “Birds of a feather flock together.”


    Silence. Then, after a moment, Karina murmured, “You are a good person, Corrine… just not favored by fate.”


    A faint smile yed on Corrine’s lips. “Karina, I am really not as good as you think.”


    Meanwhile, across town, the news of Danna’s exile had already reached Leah.


    She scrolled through the messages in her group chat, eyes flicking over each line.


    “Danna’s been sent abroad. She is nevering back!”


    “That is brutal.”


    “I heard the Becker family’s businesses took a hit too. They will have to keep their heads down for a while.”


    “Mr. Hopkins is ruthless!”


    “That is nothing. If he really wanted to act, not even ten Becker families could survive it. They were smart to send Danna away before it got worse.”


    “Honestly, I do not know whether to pity Danna or envy that woman, Corrine.”


    “Either way, we should all keep our distance from Corrine. Thest thing we need is to end up like the Beckers.”


    Leah sat on the sofa, her fingersx around her phone as she stared at the screen, dazed. The messages she had just read clung to her thoughts like an ominous shadow.


    The door creaked open. Sonia stepped inside, her gaze instantly sharpening at the sight of Leah’s pallidplexion. A frown formed between her brows. “What is it? Are you unwell?”


    Leah blinked, snapping out of her thoughts. “It is nothing.”


    But it was not nothing. A knot of anxiety tightened in her chest. If Corrine decided to use Nate as a weapon against the Burgess family, it would be disastrous.


    And if Nate truly made a move… they would not stand a chance. The Becker family’s downfall had been a brutal reminder—Nate was merciless, calcting, and utterly devoid of sentiment.


    A cold unease slithered down her spine.


    “Drink this.” Sonia’s voice pulled her back. A steaming bowl was ced in front of her, the bitter scent curling into her nostrils. Leah wrinkled her nose and instinctively leaned away. “What is that?”


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