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    Emily stopped in her tracks. “I’m adjusting well.”


    Corrine held her mug, studying Emily closely, her expression unreadable. “So, you’re leading the team for the summit?” she asked.


    Emily responded without hesitation. “Yes.”


    “I’m looking forward to seeing how you handle it,” Corrine said with a knowing smile, her lips curling slightly.


    Emily looked up briefly, hershes fluttering as she met Corrine’s intense gaze before quickly dropping her eyes.


    After a long day at work, Corrine made her way to the underground parking lot, feeling drained.


    She stretched her stiff neck and shoulders before pulling her car remote from her bag.


    As she drove out of the garage, she spotted Natasha standing by the side of the road, waiting for a taxi.


    Natasha was too absorbed in her phone to notice the sound of the horn.


    It wasn’t until Corrine pulled up next to her, rolled down the window, and called out her name that Natasha snapped out of her thoughts. “Hop in. I’ll give you a ride home.”


    Natasha hesitated for a moment before giving a small nod.


    As they drove, Corrine noticed Natasha seemed lost in thought but didn’t bring it up.


    After a while, Natasha pressed her lips together, then showed her phone to Corrine. “Corrine, take a look at this.”


    Corrine kept her focus on the road, then quickly nced at the phone. Her eyes flickered briefly. “When was this taken?”


    The phone screen showed a picture.


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    In the image, Emily was climbing into a ck Maybach. The license te suggested it was a local car, and the open door revealed a man inside. The man’s features resembled Nate’s.


    Corrine paused for a moment; then suddenly, a face appeared in her mind—Nn Hopkins, someone she had met once at the resort on the small ind.


    Nn was Bryant’s son.


    It seemed Emily didn’t hesitate before stepping into the Maybach as the assistant opened the door for her.


    Natasha kept an eye on Corrine and then said, “I saw Emily at a hotel not far away. I was going to greet her, but that car kept stopping and starting. Eventually, it pulled up right in front of her. I overheard Emily on the phone earlier and started to worry she might be plotting against thepany, so I took a picture.”


    Natasha had no clue what Emily was up to or who the man really was.


    With the industry summit fast approaching and Emily leading the project team, Natasha worried Emily might stir up trouble at such a crucial time.


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