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    Evelyn turned to her, unbothered. “Why is it risky?” Her voice was calm, her gaze unwavering. “Corrine has Nate on her side, but it never hurts to have more allies.”


    Penny hesitated for a moment, and then bowed her head. “Understood. I’ll see to it.”


    Penny had always known Evelyn favored Corrine, but she hadn’t expected such tant favoritism. It truly caught her off guard.


    Evelyn reached for her phone, checked the time, and tapped on Corrine’s name, pinned at the top of her WhatsApp chats. Her fingers moved swiftly over the keyboard. “My dear Corrine, as long as I’m here, no one will dare to mistreat you.”


    Corrine read the message, a soft smile forming on her lips. She quickly typed a reply. “Evelyn, it’s sote. Why aren’t you resting?”


    Evelyn responded almost instantly. “I will soon. But if anyone gives you trouble, let me know. I’ll handle it.”


    Corrine’s chest warmed at the words. “Alright. Goodnight.” She had barely set her phone down when it buzzed again. Expecting another message from Evelyn, she nced at the screen. Instead, her eyes widened in surprise—Vulture was calling.


    She picked up, and his voice came through the receiver, steady but urgent. “Corrine, we’re leaving.”


    The news struck so abruptly that Corrine stiffened, caught off guard. “Why the rush?”


    On the other end of the call, Vulture pressed his lips together before rying the brief message he’d received from Lone Ranger. “Trouble is brewing at the border. We need to leave immediately to contain the situation.”


    A short silence followed before he added, “By the way, Lone Ranger wants to know if you have any family on the Independent Continent.”


    Corrine’s brows knitted slightly, her eyes flickering with thought. “Why would he ask that?”


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    “Could be a mistake in his intelligence.” Vulture didn’t have time to borate. He simply warned, “Given the Hopkins family’s tangled affairs, you have to be cautious.”


    “Understood.”


    Once the call ended, Corrine remained still, her gaze darkening in contemtion. The question nagged at her—why did Lone Ranger want to know if she had any rtives on the Independent Continent?


    Jax’s voice surfaced in her mind, unbidden. “Because you remind me of someone I once knew.”


    A thought took root. Could this so-called rtive be the person Jax had mentioned?


    As she mulled over the possibility, a familiar scent drifted toward her. Nate had approached. He reached out, tucking a stray strand of her hair behind her ear. “What’s on your mind?”


    Corrine lifted her gaze, meeting the depth in his eyes. “Nothing major. Vulture just called—he’s leaving earlier than nned.”


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