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    “You mean that Ford family guy who got himself into trouble?” another whispered.


    “Who else? I never imagined someone with that much wealth and status would behave so recklessly.”


    “People will do anything for money. But he was just praised as a model citizen, and now this scandal blows up? What a shame.”


    Corrine halted mid-step, her expression darkening.


    She said nothing but tightened her grip, her fingers curling into a fist. A cold glint flickered in her eyes.


    The situation from yesterday had spiraled. Now, Jayden’s name was stered all over social media. She had done her best to keep things under wraps, yet someone was clearly intent on exposing it.


    Letting out a slow breath, she pushed the door open and stepped inside. The two women fell silent the moment they spotted her. Panic shed across their faces. “Miss Hond…” one of them stammered.


    Corrine didn’t acknowledge them. Without a word, she walked straight into a stall.


    The two wasted no time. They hurried out, vanishing from sight.


    She didn’t me them. The real problem wasn’t idle gossip—it was the people working in the shadows to stir up trouble.


    Scolding bystanders wouldn’t stop the whispers.


    The only way to shut them down was to uncover solid proof. And time was running out.


    When Corrine stepped out of the restroom, she nearly bumped into Natasha.


    The woman looked tense, her unease in to see.


    Corrine’s stomach tightened. Something was wrong.


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    Her expression hardened. “Let’s go back to my office.”


    Once inside, Natasha wasted no time. Her words tumbled out in a rush. “The investigation team just called. They ordered an immediate halt to the eastern district project. Our staff must fully cooperate with their inquiry.”


    A frosty look settled on Corrine’s delicate face. “What’s the reason?”


    “They believe the Ford Group’s bid was…” Natasha hesitated, her voice trailing off under Corrine’s sharp gaze.


    Corrine let out a cold sneer. “They think it was won through shady dealings.”


    Natasha lowered her eyes, saying nothing.


    The room grew eerily silent.


    Minutes passed before Natasha’s phone suddenly rang.


    She picked up at once. The call was from the finance department.


    “Miss Dixon, we have a serious problem! The bank just froze all ourpany ounts!”


    Natasha’s head snapped up, her eyes darting to Corrine.


    “I understand,” Natasha said evenly.


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