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    Word on the street was that the Quinn family’s heiress had been chosen as the future wife of Nate Hopkins.


    Yet here was Nate, dropping six million without hesitation, only to turn around and hand the item over to this woman. His intentions were crystal clear.


    Had the rumors been wrong all along?


    Corrine had no interest in their thoughts or whispers. She tilted her head slightly and then gave Mandy a simplemand. “Take it. We’re leaving.”


    Mandy moved without hesitation. She stepped forward, carefully wrapping the stone in red silk. With a graceful turn, she tucked it under her arm and strode away.


    “Wait.” A voice, deep and weathered by time, cut through the noise.


    Corrine stopped mid-step. Slowly, she turned, her gaze meeting the eyes of the man who had spoken.


    He emerged from the crowd, dressed in a light gray suit. In one hand, he idly rolled two walnuts between his fingers. Despite his lean build and the years etched into his face, his sharp eyes gleamed with an intensity that felt almost predatory. He studied her, his expression unreadable. Then, in a calm, measured tone, he asked, “Would you dare take a gamble with me?”


    “Sorry, I…” Before Corrine could finish, the old man smoothly cut in. “If you lose, I’ll take the hit. But if you win, everything is yours.”


    Her eyes narrowed slightly, a flicker of doubt crossing her face. “Why?” Nothing in this ce came without a price. There was no such thing as easy money, especially here.


    The moment the question left her lips, a ripple ofughter spread through the crowd. Some shook their heads, amused. Others exchanged knowing nces. With an offer like that, she still had the nerve to ask why? Was she out of her mind?


    A voice rang out from the crowd. “Miss, do you even know who you’re talking to? That’s Mr. Jax Foster! When he gives his word, he never goes back on it.”


    The crowd urged Corrine to ept, warning her not to waste such a rare chance.


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    Jax, usually aloof and unapproachable, surprised everyone with his patience. His voice took on a gentler tone, and a faint smile creased his forehead. “Because you remind me of someone I once knew.”


    “That’s not much of a reason,” Corrine replied evenly. She showed no sign of being rattled by his unexpected offer. Instead, she remained guarded, her expression unreadable.


    Jax seemed to notice her hesitation. He continued rolling the walnuts in his palm, his movements slow and deliberate. “I do have one condition,” he said. “If you lose, you’ll apany me to a ce tonight.”


    A murmur rippled through the crowd. Curiosity flickered in their eyes. Jax was a man known for his high standards, impossible to impress—yet here he was, making a personal request to a young woman. But more importantly, would Nate agree?


    With the way things were unfolding, Corrine saw little choice but to agree. Besides, she wasn’t worried—she had a feeling she wouldn’t lose.


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