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    “What is this?” Corrine asked, her brow furrowing in confusion as she examined the folder in her hand.


    Natasha replied, “It’s an invitation and some details from the summit. They’re inviting the Ford Group to attend, where they will discuss the development direction for Lyhaton over the next three years.”


    Corrine opened the folder, flipping through the pages with practiced precision. “So, the redevelopment and expansion of the old town are on the agenda for the meeting?”


    “That’s right,” Natasha confirmed. “Coincidentally, our project in the eastern part of the city has been singled out as a key topic of discussion. If it weren’t for that, we wouldn’t have made it onto the invitation list.”


    Corrine raised an eyebrow, her expression one of mild surprise. “Well, what are the odds of that?” she remarked, her eyesnding on the name of the chief consultant: Bryant Hopkins.


    A small, knowing smile curled at her lips. So, that was the reason. What a coincidence indeed—or rather, a masterstroke of someone’s meticulous nning.


    “I see,” Corrine said, tossing the folder onto her desk. “You can go ahead and handle your other tasks.”


    Natasha nodded but lingered, not leaving immediately.


    Corrine lifted her gaze, noting Natasha’s hesitation. Her brow furrowed slightly in concern. “Is something wrong?”


    Natasha bit her lip, clearly weighing her words before speaking carefully. “It’s about Emily.”


    The name struck a chord with Corrine. Emily had once served as Leah’s assistant.


    “I suspect she’s still in contact with Leah,” Natasha continued.


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    Corrine’s expression shifted, a flicker of interest crossing her face. Her eyes narrowed as the thought formed. “Is she working in the nning department now?”


    “She’s the team leader of Team One there,” Natasha added.


    Corrine sat in her chair, fingers tapping a rhythmic beat on the desk as she mulled over the information. “Keep a close eye on her and see what she’s up to.”


    “Understood.”


    Once Natasha left, Corrine turned her attention to the details about the industry summit, her mind already focused on Bryant’s next move.


    Just as she was getting immersed in the details, her phone rang unexpectedly.


    When she saw Vulture’s name sh on the screen, her brows knitted in slight confusion. Why was he calling now?


    She hesitated briefly, then answered, “What’s going on?”


    Vulture’s voice hesitated, as though momentarily caught between thought and words. “Uh…”


    He faltered, struggling to find his bearings.


    Corrine’s brows lifted, eyes narrowing with a mix of amusement and impatience as she twirled a pen between her fingers. “If you don’t speak soon, I’m hanging up.”


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