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    Corrine didn’t hesitate. “Understood.”


    After hanging up, she headed to Nate’s study.


    Inside, Moses and Zack were engaged in a serious discussion with Nate. Their stance was clear—Nate should reconsider bringing Corrine to the Independent Continent.


    While they had no objections to her being by his side, revealing her presence too soon would paint a target on her back, making her vulnerable to those eager to exploit Nate’s weaknesses.


    The Hopkins family was a dynasty that had endured for generations, its influence deeply woven into the power struggles that had turned blood rtives into adversaries.


    In such a family, kinship meant little; ambition ruled.


    Though Zack and Moses had worked alongside Nate for years, they knew only fragments of whaty beneath the surface.


    A family that controlled over half of the Independent Continent’s mineral resources was no ordinary household. Even the Ford family, the wealthiest in Lyhaton, paled inparison.


    “Even if you bring Mandy back to guard her, it won’t be enough,” Zack said.


    Nate stared at him nkly. “She has me.”


    The words left no room for argument. If Mandy Hopkins failed, he would protect Corrine himself.


    And Corrine would be safe with him.


    Zack wanted to insist further, but Moses interrupted. “The tech department intercepted someone investigating Corrine. For now, we’ve blocked them.”


    Nate’s expression turned cold. Moses continued, “The Elder Council has been making moves against you. Now that they’ve discovered Corrine, they won’t back down.”


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    “If they want to test me, let theme,” Nate said coldly, the quiet threat in his voice sending a chill through the room.


    Outside the study, Corrine listened in silence, her hands tightening into fists. She had known her presence might cause trouble for Nate, but she hadn’t expected it to be this severe. Nor had she realized just how much he had already done to ensure her safety.


    Just then, Tanya approached. Corrine quickly raised a finger to her lips, signaling for silence. Tanya nodded, understanding instantly.


    “Tanya, I need to step out for a while,” Corrine whispered as she guided Tanya toward the staircase. “If he asks, let him know for me.”


    “Alright,” Tanya replied.


    Half an hourter, at the research institute, Corrine entered theboratory with Jules. Eaton Burton, one of the lead researchers, handed them a freshly printed analysis report.


    “We’ve extracted three substances from Miss Hond’s blood, but there are still at least two unknownpounds,” Eaton reported.


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