?Chapter 858:


    As they said their goodbyes, Corrine quietly sent a message to Waldo, asking him to investigate the hidden aspects of her marriage arrangement. Waldo, after reading the text, dropped his usual polishedwyer persona. He walked over to Jayden with a sly grin.


    “Jayden, don’t you find it odd that Dad’s so dead set against Corrine’s rtionship with Nate?”


    Jayden lit a cigarette, his voice icy and uninterested. “If you have something to ask, just ask it.”


    Waldo’s eyes brightened at the response. Through the haze of smoke, Jayden’s voice returned, steady and firm. “But I’m not going to tell you anything.”


    Waldo had no words. “We’re brothers, aren’t we? Keeping things from me seems a little unfair, don’t you think?” Waldo said, a yful smirk on his face.


    Jayden’s face stayed neutral as he blew out a puff of smoke. His voice was low and rough, carrying a clear finality. “If you’re looking for answers, go ask Dad.”


    Jayden knew that with Waldo’s close connection to Corrine, anything he found out would end up in her hands sooner orter.


    Waldo watched Jayden walk away, rolling his eyes in frustration. Quickly, he typed a message to Corrine. “He’s not budging. I can’t get anything out of him.”


    Corrine wasn’t surprised when she saw the message. She set her phone down on the table, her eyes drifting to the small, uniquely shaped bottle of ointment beside it. Her fingers tapped lightly on the table, and then, with a sudden decision, she stood up.


    Natasha blinked in surprise when she saw Corrine heading out early. “Leaving work so soon?”


    “Today is a special day for me,” Corrine said with a smile before leaving thepany.


    Instead of going straight back to Celtis Estate, Corrine made a stop at a nearby flower shop. The air inside was filled with the sweet scent of fresh flowers, and the bright colors were a treat for the eyes.


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    Her gaze swept through the shop until itnded on a bunch of rich, red roses. “I’d like a bouquet of red roses, please.”


    “Of course, just a moment,” the shop assistant responded with a friendly tone.


    As the assistant began wrapping the roses, Corrine wandered around the store, her eyes catching a patch of white flowers soaking up the sunlight. The delicate blooms seemed to shine softly with a golden glow, giving off a feeling of purity and grace.


    “What are these?” she asked, intrigued.


    “Lisianthus,” the assistant answered. “They’re also called thornless roses.”


    Corrine raised an eyebrow, curiosity lighting up her eyes. “Thornless roses?”


    The name struck her as amusing.


    The assistant smiled and continued, “This flower represents love that stays constant, the kind that’s meant just for you. If someone gives it to you, it means they’re cautious with the world, but they’re willing to drop their guard and open up to you. Isn’t that lovely?”


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