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    She had hoped, at the very least, to catch Nate’s attention, even if just for a brief moment.


    But she had greatly underestimated his indifference and coldness.


    He didn’t even spare her a second nce, his face as emotionless as if she were aplete stranger.


    In that instant, Rosalie finally understood the truth.


    She had been so wrong. Terribly wrong, absurdly wrong!


    All these years, she had carefully kept her feelings hidden, trying to stay close to Nate, hoping for just a little bit of his attention. But in the end, all her efforts had been for nothing—a false hope.


    Zack made his way over to her side and handed her a handkerchief. “I’ve told you before, don’t even think about things that aren’t yours.”


    Hearing Zack’s words, Rosalie slowly raised her head, her eyes unfocused and filled with unease. A wry smile tugged at her lips. “So even you havee to mock me now?”


    “You did this to yourself.” Zack withdrew his outstretched hand, his expression cold. “I warned you not to go against her, but you refused to listen. Now, after everything that’s happened, who else can you me?”


    With one hand tucked into his pocket, he stood over Rosalie, who had copsed on the ground. Behind his sses, his eyes held nothing but disappointment and contempt. “You should be grateful Nate didn’t handle things personally tonight. If he had, do you really think you’d have made it out of the Grand Pce unscathed?”


    At those words, Rosalie’s pupils shrank. A crushing weight settled over her chest, making it hard to breathe.


    “I used to think you were smart, Rosalie, but tonight… you’ve been nothing but a disappointment.”


    Perhaps it was because Zack had wed his way up through the ranks of powerful heirs that he understood how much harder it was for someone like Rosalie.


    So when Rosalie ingratiated herself with him and schemed to secure her ce in high society, he overlooked it.


    Over time, he even allowed her to stay close to him and enter his circles. He had believed that someone as sharp as Rosalie would know where to draw the line. But her recklessness tonight had shattered that illusion.


    Any patience or warmth Zack once had for her was gone.


    “Corrine was qualified to participate in an elite military skillspetition and received an invitation from the head of a nation. The leader of the Red me wouldn’t dare speak harshly to her. Even Hawk, who prides himself on his talent, willingly follows her everymand. If that doesn’t tell you she’s not someone to underestimate, then nothing will. Even Moses and I know better than to overstep with her, but you? You not only twisted the truth about her connection with a member of the Red me, but you also spread rumors in front of everyone. Do you really think that just because she nearly got married once, Nate will suddenly waver?”


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