?Chapter 1068:


    Pumping nitrous oxide through the venttion system was certainly a surprising move.


    Nate pulled her slender waist toward him. “Just a rookie move,” he muttered.


    She slipped out of his arms and headed for the window.


    Seeing what she was about to do, Nate spoke calmly, “It’s a waste of time.”


    But Corrine didn’t give up hope.


    When she found the window locked, she muttered a curse.


    Annoyed, she flopped down onto the sofa, pressed a cushion to her face, and said in a muffled voice, “Let me guess who’s behind all this.”


    Nate said nothing. He simply rested his head on one hand, lying on his side, watching her with a soft, affectionate gaze.


    “Bryant’s too careful for a move like this,” Corrine said.


    Naturally, Bryant would be the first one everyone suspected.


    But Corrine knew Bryant well enough. He was someone who thought ahead, always patient and strategic.


    They had just met him that morning, so it didn’t add up for him to act so impulsively by night.


    Besides, jumping into something right after meeting them would only hurt his own ns.


    Nate slowly sat up, tugging at his tie. His voice was low and rough as he muttered, “It’s not him.”


    His efforts only made the tie tighter. He gestured for Corrine toe closer with a finger.


    She understood immediately, walked over, and quickly untangled the knot. Then, without warning, she asked, “What about Presley?” That evening, Presley had unexpectedly left with his team, leaving only Saul and Mandy behind.


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    ording to the rules of the Independent Continent, no one was supposed to go outside after midnight unless it was urgent.


    The flight between the main ind and this small ind took at least forty minutes by seane.


    If something went wrong, Presley wouldn’t be able to return right away.


    Then, an idea suddenly came to Corrine’s mind.


    She nced down at the man before her, a knowing look in her eyes.


    Nate slid his hand down her back, resting it on her waist, pulling her close. He gently stroked her side and murmured, “He won’t be showing up anytime soon.”


    Corrine raised an eyebrow, intrigued by his words.


    She cupped his face in her hands and leaned in slowly, her bright eyes locked onto his dark ones, a flicker of excitement in them. “So, the head of the Hopkins family is going to greet our guests personally tonight?”


    Even though she’d known Nate for so long, Corrine had never seen him take matters into his own hands.


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