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    Andromache took Corrine’s words as a boast, letting out an annoyed snort. “I don’t have time to sit around drinking coffee with you!”


    With that, she lifted her chin, turned sharply, and walked away, her mind preupied with the tangled mess of her virtual currency business.


    The virtual currency tform was facing trouble, and now the regtors were breathing down its neck. If they stepped in, things could really spiral out of control.


    Watching Andromache rush off, Corrine couldn’t help but smile to herself. “She’s in such a rush, you’d think her pants were on fire.”


    After all, how else could Andromache have missed the subtle hints in her words?


    Corrine had made a suggestion, and since Andromache didn’t catch on, Corrine would proceed with her n without hesitation.


    She let the flower fall from her fingers and turned to leave, but before she could take a step, a tall figure appeared before her.


    The man’s cool, woody scent quickly reced the soft fragrance of the crabapple flower.


    Nate’s deep voice, smooth and rich like the low notes of a cello, asked, “So, tell me, who are these admirers you im to have?”


    Corrine’s brow furrowed.


    She hadn’t expected Nate to overhear everything she’d said to provoke Andromache.


    Noticing her silence and the nervousness on her face, Nate stepped closer, wrapped his arm around her waist, and pulled her into his embrace. “Why so quiet? Hmm?”


    Standing nearby, Mandy wisely turned her gaze away and quietly slipped into a corner.


    “I was just teasing,” Corrine said, blinking innocently and looking up at him with a sweet expression. A charming smile tugged at her lips as she smoothly changed the subject. “What brings you here? Finished with work?”


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    Her eyes were breathtaking, their pure brightness giving off an air of innocence that seemed to disarm Nate instantly.


    He reached out, his hand gently cradling the back of her head, and leaned in to kiss her deeply. “Why are you here?”


    “The crabapple blossoms here are so pretty,” Corrine said, handing him the branch she had picked. “Give it a sniff.”


    Nate inhaled carefully, a smile dancing in his eyes. “I’ve smelled something even more alluring.”


    “Are there more crabapple trees around here?” Corrine asked, curiosity piqued as she scanned the area.


    Nate gently took her hand. “Come with me.”


    They walked down a quiet path, winding through a grove, until the narrow trail opened up.


    Ahead of them, a secluded three-story building with a courtyard appeared. Outside the courtyard, a pebble-paved path stretched on, with a small stream flowing beside it.


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