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    Karina let out a long sigh, a strange mix of emotions in it. Even so, the sarcasm dripping from her voice was impossible to miss.


    Corrine’s chest felt lighter the moment she heard that. A surge of relief ran through her, leaving her almost giddy. She nced at Karina with open admiration in her eyes.


    Karina held her chin high, her posture steady and proud.


    Everyone knew she was sharp-tongued and quick-witted, and not once had she ever lost a verbal fight.


    Adalynn stood there, shoulders slumped, her head hanging low.


    Whatever she was thinking stayed hidden behind her nk face.


    Her image as a brilliant designery in ruins.


    The organizers of the fashionpetition would definitely kick her out, and there was a good chance they’d strip her of her past title too. If the fashion council caught wind of this, would they throw her out for good?


    If things kept heading this way, Adalynn would end up with nothing at all. She clenched her teeth so hard that her jaw ached. Her nails dug deep into her palms, but she didn’t even feel it.


    Nobody else dared to look up. They were all too scared they might somehow get caught in the crossfire.


    The whole room went still, so quiet you could hear a pin drop.


    Out of nowhere, Nate’s voice broke the silence. He sat near the back, leaning casually in his seat. His tone was light, almostzy, but there was no mistaking the threat behind it. “Are you all going to apologize, or should I have someone make sure you do?”


    He spoke in an easy, unhurried tone, but every word carried an unmistakable threat.


    The air in the room grew thick, heavy with tension.


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    No one said a word.


    “You were all so bold just now, running your mouths and throwing usations left and right,” Moses sneered, curling his lip. “What happened? Can’t find your voices now? If an apology’s too hard, pping yourselves is eptable!”


    A ripple of unease spread through the crowd.


    Most guests didn’t know exactly who the two speakers were, but the way they carried themselves made it clear—they were people with serious influence.


    People exchanged nervous nces, unsure what to do. Their eyes eventuallynded on Leah and Bruce.


    It was their engagement celebration, after all. Most of the guests were either their rtives or close friends.


    Leah’s brow creased slightly, though a faint trace of mockery flickered in her eyes.


    Not long ago, everyone had been eager to insult Corrine, some even ready toy hands on her. But now, none of them wanted to risk crossing Nate. That left Leah with no choice—she had to step up and handle the situation herself.


    “Mr. Hopkins, this is my engagement party. Do we really have to ruin the mood like this?” Leah’s smile was gentle, almost sweet, as she looked at Nate. “If Miss Hond had just shown her evidence sooner, none of this would have spiraled out of control, don’t you think?” Without raising her voice, she quietly shifted all the me onto Corrine.


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