Chapter 1406: For the first time, he began to wonder—had arrogance led to his downfall? He had looked at Corrine before. A girl with decent roots, but nothing extraordinary.
So how had she flipped the gand turned the tide? His eyes darkened. A storm brewed in his gaze, sharp as a knife, fixed on Corrine. "Corrine, I'm Nate's uncle. I'm part of the Hopkins family from the Independent Continent. If you pushtoo far, the family elders won't stand by. The Elder Council will cafter you with everything they've got!" It wasn't just an empty threat. Over the years, he had quietly fed money to those council members and the Hopkins family elders-enough to keep their loyalty, as long as the money flowed.
If he was taken down, their pockets would run dry. They wouldn't let that happen.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"And you think I'm scared? Wasn't it you and Claude who framed my uncle? What now? Planning to do it again?" Corrine leaned back with a smirk.
Bryant's eyes shrank. He stared at her in disbelief.
She knew.
What else did she know? His mind spun, and his smile turned strange, his gaze taking on a peculiar gleam. "Corrine, I bet you don't know Claude's real identity." Corrine stayed calm. "Aren't you just dying to tell me?" His smugness faltered. He hadn't expected her to stay so composed, let alone keep hitting the mark.
"The more suspense, the better the story," he said, watching her face closely. "Do you know why Nate moved the summit to Riverveille? It was to hide your existence from a certain woman. And Nate's grand background? Please. You don't know half of what my brother-Nate's father-has been up to." Corrine's brows knitted slightly.
Those grand claims hit her like a needle to the chest.
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"Mr. Hopkins, even now, when you're about to be deported, you're worried about your brother's dirty laundry? You dress like nobility and act like a gentleman, but all I see is a busybody." Bryant's face fell.
He had spent years building his image, enjoying admiration And now, Corrine kad torn it apart with one insult: busybody. His fists clenched. His chest rose and fell sharply.
He prided himself on seeing through people, manipulating situations to his advantage. But in front of Corrine, he felt completely outmatched. She was as stubborn as they came-like trying to push a mountain.
Losing his patience, Bryant hissed, "Corrine, how about we make a deal?"