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“It’s not just her. Haven’t you noticed that Nate hasn’te down either?” Hawk murmured.
Vulture’s face tightened. He let out a frustrated grunt and muttered, “What a shameless person.”
It was broad daylight, but Nate couldn’t hold back and still kept Corrine in bed!
Karina stayed quiet, watching Vulture carefully. Her gut told her he had feelings for Corrine.
Then, footsteps echoed from upstairs.
Everyone turned as Corrine and Nate came down.
“If you hadn’t shown up, I would’ve left by now!” Vulture said proudly, eyeing Corrine’s reaction.
Corrine frowned slightly. “You’re leaving already?”
“Yes,” Vulture replied. “I’m afraid things could get worse if I stay any longer.”
The border was still full of chaos.
Riots broke out frequently, and he feared things could spiral out of control.
He exchanged a meaningful nce with Corrine.
She caught his drift immediately and turned to Nate. “I need to step out for a moment.”
Corrine and Vulture stepped out of the living room and into the garden.
“What is it you wanted to discuss in private?” Corrine asked, cutting straight to the point.
Vulture pulled out his phone and held it up for her to see. “Look at this. Do you recognize this person?”
Corrine’s gaze dropped to the glowing disy.
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The instant her eyesnded on the image, her pupils shrank, and a sharp jolt shot through her chest.
Could this be… Mom?
She fought to steady her breathing, but the surprise still red in her eyes, burning away herposure. “Where did you get this?”
“Lone Ranger received an anonymous request a few days ago,” Vulture exined. “The client sent this photo and wants us to investigate the connection between this woman and you.”
A strange glint shed in Corrine’s eyes. “And what did you find out?”
“Even if we found something, we wouldn’t share it with them.”
Vulture’s lips quirked into a half-smile, but his gaze was dead serious. “Red me always values loyalty over profit.”
No amount of money could make them betray Corrine.
Though the Red me thrived on business, she meant more to them than any contract ever could.
Corrine forwarded the photo to her own phone before handing his back. “Can you trace anything about the requester?”
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