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    Nate nodded slightly, resignation crossing his features. “My grandma is probably desperate for great-grandchildren and thought a little interference wouldn’t hurt.”


    Corrine could only sigh deeply.


    She understood Evelyn’s eagerness for great-grandkids, but this scheme had nearly exhausted herpletely.


    Seeing Corrine’s deted expression, Nate stroked her back soothingly and brushed his lips against hers. “When you get to Riverveille, stay alert. Mandy will be with you the whole time. Call me if anything happens.”


    Corrine nodded. “Got it.”


    “Get some rest.” Nate held her close, his hand rhythmically tapping her back in a gentle pattern that soothed her frayed nerves.


    Corrine had beenpletely drained from the previous night’s events. With her head nestled against the solid warmth of his chest, sleep imed her almost instantly.


    But peaceful moments rarelyst, and before she knew it, Corrine found herself at the airport entrance.


    “Don’t forget about me,” Nate said, giving her hand a meaningful squeeze that spoke volumes.


    Corrine hummed in agreement, leaned in to brush a quick kiss against his cheek, and stepped out of the car with reluctance.


    Nate watched her silhouette disappear into the crowd before his expression transformed, hardening like steel. “Did you get the information?”


    Matias caught Nate’s gaze in the rearview mirror and confirmed, “The Elder Council members are arriving at Lyhaton Airport this afternoon.”


    After a moment of hesitation, Matias ventured carefully, “Sir, did you send Miss Hond away to shield her from that person’s knowledge and potential targeting?”


    Nate lifted his gaze, his dark eyes revealing nothing of the thoughts behind them. “Keep this confidential. She doesn’t need to know.”


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    Matias paused briefly before responding, “Understood!”


    By noon, Corrine and her team touched down in Riverveille, the city hosting the much-anticipated industry summit.


    The three-hour flight had granted her ample time to rest, and as she stepped off the ne, she looked refreshed—an undeniable contrast to the exhaustion that had dulled her features that morning.


    Corrine’s team, a formidable group of nine, made a striking exit from the airport, their presencemanding attention.


    Riverveille’s thick coastal air wrapped around them like an invisible shroud, humid and unrelenting. The heat clung to their skin, seeping into their clothes with a suffocating persistence that stirred an odd sense of irritation.


    Mandy, ever attentive, carried Corrine’s luggage while Corrine trailedzily at the back of the group, her pace unhurried.


    Noticing hergging behind, Natasha slowed just enough to match her stride. “The organizer’s vehicle is waiting in Zone A of the parking lot.”


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