NovelUpdateChapter 367: "Who exactly are you calling refuse?" Rita snapped from Leah's side.
Corrine's eyebrow arched ever so slightly.
"Who indeed do you imagine I mean?" Though no names crossed her lips, her expression spoke volumes, indicating she was talking about Rita and her family.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtRita's features contorted with fury before a calculating gleam entered her eyes.
"Since you're so determined to claim this outfit, perhaps we should compete for it properly?" Corrine's piercing gaze narrowed as it locked onto Rita, wordlessly conveying that she had already unraveled Rita's scheme.
"A bidding war-the highest offer claims victory. Perfectly reasonable, wouldn't you agree?" Rita preened, malicious triumph dancing in her eyes.
"Should you fail, however, you'll kneel, apologize, crawl before us, and bark like a dog. How does that sound? Brave enough to accept?" Her confidence radiated as she observed Corrine's silence.
Unable to contain her excitement, Rita pressed on.
"Why so quiet? Has fear gotten the better of you?" Corrine responded with measured calm, “Very well, I'll indulge your game. Should I lose, I'll kneel at Modern Square's entrance and offer my apologies. But should you lose...” "We'll apologize to you!" Rita interrupted impulsively, certainty flooding her veins.
Victory seemed assured—she understood intimately how wealthy men preferred their women: subdued, compliant, and graceful. Should news of this incident spread, it would ignite an unprecedented scandal. Corrine's reputation would crumble to ash, and her companion would surely desert her.
A subtle smile played across Corrine's lips.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"That won't suffice." Rita and Leah exchanged meaningful glances before fixing their attention on Corrine, anticipating her next declaration.
Corrine's words emerged with deliberate precision.
Full updat3z h3r3: gl.☐☐☐ "Should I emerge victorious, not only will you kneel, apologize, crawl before me, and bark like a dog, but you'll also perform a pole dance in the center of the square!" Rita's composure shattered at these words. While her own terms had aimed to tarnish a reputation, Corrine's proposal promised absolute destruction.
The Ashton family currently commanded unprecedented influence, their presence demanding respect. Rita, their cherished daughter, had grown accustomed to she endless adulation wherevened to ventured. Leah's heritage carried even greater weight. She had basked in her family's prestige since childhood, her refined education encompassing both artistic pursuits and social graces. She embodied the quintessential aristocrat. A public display of submission would devastate their standing, but a pole dance in their revealing attire? Unthinkable.
And this wasn't just any location-Modern Square was a gathering place for the wealthy and for the influential. If they were seen in such a degrading situation, the names of Ashton and Burgess would be dragged through the mud.
Corrine's strategy crystallized-she sought not merely to humble Leah and Rita but to transform their families into objects of citywide derision. An expectant hush descended upon the onlookers before erupting into animated whispers.
"This promises to be extraordinary!" one voice murmured.
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