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    In the Grand Pce study, Nate sat in a chair, holding a ck invitation card with gold embossing.


    At the center of the card was a printed iris, its petals seeming to bloom as the light shifted.


    Herbert’s voice came through the phone. “You suddenly went after the coteral branches, and now people are talking. You’ve always ignored them, but now you’re willing to go to extremes for a woman. Isn’t that a bit reckless?”


    Herbert wasn’t expressing sympathy for the coteral branch members.


    He was simply offering a clear, detached perspective.


    Everyone knew the reality of the Hopkins family.


    It was a brutal world where people could vanish without a trace. The more Nate showed he cared for Corrine, the more danger she would attract.


    By taking down a branch for her, it was only a matter of time before the truth came to light.


    Once that happened, Corrine would face an even greater wave of deadly threats.


    Many in the Hopkins family hated Nate, including his own father. They wanted to eliminate him, but they feared his methods, so they kept their emotions in check.


    But Corrine, the only woman by his side and the one who had won Nate’s heart, was bound to be a target.


    “I suggest you distance yourself from her,” Herbert said seriously. “Even if you care for her, try to hold back. You took down a branch for her this time. What about the next time? You can’t just destroy everything every time someone tries to kill her, can you?”


    Nate set the invitation card down, tapping his fingers lightly on the surface. “Why not?” he replied casually.


    Herbert fell silent on the other end of the line, as if his words had been ignored.


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    “Forget it,” Herbert sighed, realizing there was no point in continuing.


    “There’s an event at Moonlight za tonight. Want toe?”


    “We’ll see.”


    After hanging up, Nate nced at the invitation on the table. He hesitated for a moment, then picked it up and walked out of the study.


    In the kitchen, Corrine was squeezing juice. When she heard his familiar footsteps behind her, she handed him a cup. “Here, try it. How does it taste?”


    Nate looked at the pale pink liquid, his brow slightly furrowing.


    He took her hand and brought the cup to his lips for a sip.


    The soft scent of roses blended with the fresh fruit aroma, creating a unique vor.


    Although he wasn’t a fan of sweet things, it wasn’t unpleasant. “How is it?” Corrine asked, watching him closely, nervous not to miss any reaction. “Is it too sweet?”


    She took a sip from the same cup.


    It was sweet, but not overpowering.


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