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    She exhaled and gave a slight shake of her head. “Universe Financial Group has been sponsoring these summits for years, but Bryant never reveals his full hand. The man always has something tucked up his sleeve. I only just heard about the announcement during the opening remarks. Hees off as calm and rxed, but deep down, he is a wolf dressed in sheep’s wool. You would be wise to tread carefully around him.”


    Her thoughts shed back to the sight of Bryant talking to Corrine, that sly gleam in his eyes. Something about the way he approached her had felt off—too calcted.


    Kinsley narrowed her gaze slightly. “Tell me the truth. Did you provoke him? Because it feels like he is setting a trap.”


    “Perhaps,” Corrine answered with a cool shrug.


    Her voice was even, unfazed, as if none of it mattered. She did not lie—but her detachment hinted at something unspoken.


    But then again, when it came to Corrine, few things ever needed to be said aloud.


    Both of them knew the truth. If a gun was ever pointed at Corrine’s head, eleven more would be aimed at the fool who dared raise it. And they would not live long enough to pull the trigger.


    Kinsley tilted her chin slightly, the corners of her mouth twitching upward. Confidence radiated from her, not in words but in posture, in fire. “No matter what happens, I am with you.”


    Corrine nced over, catching that fierce glint in Kinsley’s eyes. A faint smile curved across her lips, softening the ice in her expression. “Look at you,” she murmured. “So bold, so sure of yourself. Have you finally made some progress after all these years?”


    Kinsley let out a scoff and rolled her eyes again, but this time it came with a smirk. “Piss off. You really know how to hit a sore spot.”


    The truth stung a little. Corrine might have been the youngest among the twelve, but when it came to rawbat skill, she stood leagues ahead. Even if four or five of them teamed up, their chances against her wereughable.


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    Kinsley caught the faintly loaded nce Corrine threw her way, and it made something twist in her gut. Her eyes narrowed, flickering with a touch of unease. “Why are you looking at me like that?” she asked, her voice sharper than intended.


    She had been lounging on the sofa ever since they entered, unmoved and utterly still.


    Kinsley had always beenid-back, but this—this was a new kind of stillness. It clung to her like a second skin, heavier than usual.


    Corrine took note of it, mulling it over in silence. But before she could piece it together, Kinsley pushed herself up from the cushions. “It is gettingte. Let’s go,” she said, already stepping forward.


    That snapped Corrine from her thoughts. She gave a firm nod. “Alright.”


    As they exited the private lounge, Kinsley leaned in just enough, her voice dropping to a murmur. “Bryant came prepared this time. Be cautious.”


    Corrine turned to meet her gaze. “You be careful too,” she said quietly. “I have a feeling he is after more than just me.”


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