NovelUpdateChapter 655: Inside, nestled against the soft fabric, lay a bracelet studded with an array of colorful gemstones. Under the light, they shimmered with mesmerizing brilliance.
"I cacross this and thought it would suit you, so I bought it." He noticed the slight crease in her brow. Before she could protest, he added in a soft voice, "It's been a long tsince we last saw each other. Consider it a gift -no obligations. Letput it on for you." Corrine hesitated, pressing her lips together.
"Mr. Seymour—” "Corrine," he interrupted, his eyes searching hers.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Must we keep up this formality? You used to callHodge, did you not?" She inhaled quietly, knowing there was no way out of this. Without another word, she extended her wrist, allowing him to fasten the bracelet.
The gemstones glowed even more brilliantly against her skin, the light dancing across them in delicate patterns. Hodge's lips curved into a soft smile, his gaze lingering on her wrist.
"It suits you." In the conference room, the air was thick with tension. The representatives from the four major families sat deep in discussion, dissecting the shifting business landscape of Lyhaton.
At the head of the table, Nate sat with effortless dominance—legs crossed, hands resting lightly on his knee. His presence alone was enough to keep everyone on edge.
It was an unspoken truth. If the Hopkins family from the Independent Continent decided to extend their influence into Lyhaton, there was little the other families could do to stop them.
Feel inspired by ga In o velsNate was a different force altogether. The Brighton Group, though seemingly smaller than the Ford Group, held its ground in multiple industries.
Whether in emerging markets or traditional sectors, the Brighton ncarried weight, standing on equal footing with the Ford empire. In many ways, Nate held the pulse of the local economy in his hands. Yet, instead of addressing the room, he remained engrossed in his phone, his face unreadable. A quiet chill flickered in his eyes, making the silence feel even heavier.
The others exchanged wary glances, uncertain of what to expect. Only Quentin seemed unfazed, almost pleased with the moment.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmHe leaned toward Carl, sliding his phone across the table. A knowing smile played at his lips.
"What do you think of Hodge staying with Corrine? They would make a good match."
Hodge was the brightest young talent in the Seymour family-a leader in the making. Quentin had personally, mentored him, m red him, shaping him into the man he was today, and the results filled Quentin with immense satisfaction. Now, as he watched Hodge and Corrine laughing together, engaged in effortless conversation, pride swelled in his chest.
His confidence in the future only grew. If Hodge could win over Corrine, the Seymour family's m prospects would shine brighter than ever if Corrine eventually inherited the Ford family wealth, it would mean more than just a marriage—it would be the forging of an unshakable alliance.
The Seymour family would naturally rise to dominance, claiming its place as the wealthiest ought sent a thrill and most powerful and in the region. The E through Quentin. At his age, he had never expected to stand so close to the pinnacle of success. And all of it, he mused, was thanks to Hodge. Carl checked Quentin's phone before glancing at the man, amusement flickering in his eyes, laced with the faintest trace of derision. He let out a dry chuckle.
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