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    Corrine remained unshaken. “If you do not mind, I willpensate you at market value.”


    “Market value?” The woman let out a derisive chuckle, her gaze filled with mockery. “Do you think I, the daughter of the CEO of Universe Financial Group, am short on money?”


    Corrine exhaled slowly, suppressing the frustration tightening her chest. “So, what exactly do you want?” she asked, her voiceced with weary patience.


    The woman before her tilted her chin arrogantly, eyes raking over Corrine from head to toe, amusement curling at the corners of her lips. “You have two choices,” she dered. “Either restore my dress to its original state or leave the summit. Immediately.”


    Corrine’s gaze hardened. “So, if I fail to fix your dress, you will have me thrown out?”


    “Naturally,” the woman replied without hesitation, her tone carrying an air of absolute certainty.


    At that moment, Bryant shifted in his seat, rising leisurely from the plush single sofa. He took a slow step forward, his eyes briefly following the retreating woman before flicking toward Corrine.


    A flicker of amusement danced in his gaze, but he lowered his head slightly, masking it beneath a veil of feigned concern. His voice was smooth, almost gentle. “Miss Hond, of all people, why did you have to provoke Kinsley Atkinson, the heiress of Universe Financial Group?”


    His words hung in the air, drawing curious murmurs from the onlookers.


    “Perhaps you are unaware,” he continued, tilting his head as though offering sage advice, “but this entire summit is backed by Universe Financial Group. Their influence is vast—so vast, in fact, that even the summit’s delegation treats Kinsley with reverence. Do you realize what it means to offend her?”


    At the revtion, the surrounding crowd erupted into hushed murmurs. Their curiosity had already been sharpened by Kinsley’s self-assured stance earlier. Among them were the wealthy, the powerful—individuals ustomed to influence—but even they had not foreseen this.


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    Kinsley was no ordinary socialite; she was the heiress of Universe Financial Group, a titan of industry that not only owned its own banks but also held significant stakes in other prestigious financial institutions.


    Realization dawned, and the mood shifted. Their gazes flickered toward Corrine,ced with a mix of ridicule and reluctant sympathy.


    “I have heard that the heiress of Universe Financial Group is not someone to cross. What was she thinking, going against Kinsley?”


    “This entire summit is funded by Universe Financial Group. If Kinsley decides to have her removed, it would not be an idle threat.”


    “The Ford Group’s chances at this summit are as…


    “Good as finished.” Their words carried a certainty, as if Corrine’s downfall had already been written in stone.


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