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    “To the nearby inds.”


    Forty minutester, a helicopter touched down on the helipad with a smoothnding.


    This small ind had been transformed into a luxury resort. It was located around ny miles from the main ind, with each vi built far apart to guaranteeplete privacy.


    The resort offered all kinds of amenities, and the views here were even more stunning than on the main ind.


    The sky and sea appeared to blend together, creating a truly amazing sight.


    Once Corrine stepped off the helicopter, she took a moment to look around. A few yachts were moored along the shore, and some seanes were docked farther out.


    There weren’t many visitors on the ind, giving it a peaceful, almost untouched feel.


    A soft breeze blew, lifting a few strands of her hair at the back of her head.


    Without thinking, she raised her hand and caught the flying strands between her fingers.


    Turning her head, she noticed a group in the distance.


    One of the men, likely in his early fifties, looked sharp. His neatlybed-back hair showed his attention to detail.


    He wore a suit, and his every movement seemed carefully thought out, giving off a sense of hidden depth.


    He stood in the midst of the group, and someone beside him muttered something quietly.


    Then his cold, unwavering eyes turned to Nate. He quickly lowered his gaze, hiding his thoughts.


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    He motioned for the others to step away.


    “I wonder what special day it is today,” the young man behind him said, his voice heavy with meaning.


    His eyes briefly scanned Nate, and then locked onto Corrine.


    His look was dark and menacing, like a predator sizing up its prey, leaving an ufortable, unsettling feeling. Corrine’s brow furrowed almost imperceptibly as she turned her back to the strangers without a word.


    At that moment, the middle-aged man, Bryant Hopkins, walked over to Nate, giving a small, respectful nod. “Nate,” he said.


    Nate stood tall, one hand in his pocket, his face calm as he gave a casual nod in return.


    Although Nate remained cool and distant, Bryant showed no signs of frustration. He stayed polite and respectful.


    Officially, Bryant was Nate’s uncle, but in the Hopkins family, rank was based on power, not age.


    The Hopkins family had always valued authority above all.


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