?Chapter 1366:


    As the heiress of Universe Financial Group, Kinsley had met Nate before. She’d seen the cold glint in his eyes, the quietmand in his voice. Ruthless didn’t begin to describe him.


    In terms of status, power, and presence, Nate was in a league of his own.


    No one could deny he was born for greatness—meant to lead, destined to be admired, feared, and followed.


    Corrine mulled over Kinsley’s words, her eyes narrowing slightly. “You’ve met him before?”


    “He knows my dad,” Kinsley replied tly.


    It had been years ago, and logically, she shouldn’t have remembered such a brief encounter.


    But she did.


    That night, at the grand banquet, she had seen him. Nate descended the spiral staircase in a sleek ck suit, moving like he owned the very ground beneath him.


    The bright overhead lights poured down like liquid gold, casting sharp shadows across the nes of his face. Every chiseled line was revealed in high definition, as if sculpted by a divine hand.


    There was something regal about the way he held himself—an aloof, untouchable air that seeped from his very bones. It cloaked him in an intimidating calm, the kind thatmanded attention.


    He didn’t need to move. He didn’t even need to speak. His presence alone filled the entire space, stretching across the room like a tidal force.


    And all of that—his strength, his poise, that haunting distance—he possessed it at just twenty-two.


    Kinsley blinked herself out of the memory and shifted her gaze sharply. “Why have you two been arguing?”


    Corrine had spent the entire night circling that very question in her mind like a restless ghost. No matter how she looked at it, she could not bring herself to believe she had done anything wrong. Yet somehow, she could not me Nate either. It was like standing on a tightrope between her pride and her pain.


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    After countless silent hours and a heart weighed down by uncertainty, only one conclusion had floated to the surface—whoever had injured Nate so badly was in the wrong.


    But she was too tired to unravel that tangle again. “It is nothing,” Corrine said quietly, brushing the question aside. “Isn’t it normal for couples to argue from time to time?”


    Kinsley gave her a pointed look, one brow arching with mischief. A teasing smile yed at the corners of her lips. “Sweetheart, nothing about your behavior sincest night has been normal.”


    She leaned forward, her tone dipping into something more serious.


    “Tell me the truth. Was Nate cheating on you?”


    The question hit Corrine like a p of cold water.


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