NovelUpdateChapter 917: The tension in Corrine's body melted away, her eyelids fluttering shut as she surrendered to the sensation. The trace of arousal in her expression did not go unnoticed.
Nate studied her every reaction, his dark gaze deepening, desire coiling in his chest like a beast barely held at bay.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtAnd then, without warning, he pulled away. Releasing her arm, he threw back the covers and climbed out of bed. The sudden absence of his warmth sent a ripple of confusion through her. She blinked, her drowsy mind struggling to catch up. "Where are you going?" His silhouette disappeared into the bathroom, his voice drifting back to her. "To shower." A small crease formed between her brows. Had he not already done that? As the steady sound of running water filled the silence, realization dawned. A soft chuckle escaped her lips.
Inside the bathroom, Nate caught the faint sound of her laughter. He exhaled, a hint of resignation flickering in his eyes.
Someone had once warned him, "Beauty can be as dangerous as a predator, capable of breaking even the strongest will. You should never act on such desires." Now, he finally understood.
At the Holland family residence in Pinetree City...
The day Leah was supposed to shine, the skies darkened with a storm of scandal. Adalynn's theft of Corrine's design ideas was the first gust of wind, quickly followed by Leah's own viral scandal that spread like wildfire. Dewey couldn't have been oblivious to it.
The reputation of the Burgess family plummeted, dragging the Ashton family down with it, like a sinking ship pulling everything in its wake. But the most damning blow of all was to Adalynn-a rising star in the design world -who now saw her career reduced to ashes.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmShe was swiftly disqualified from the prestigious fashion competition and expelled from the fashion council. Read more chapters at glnov☐☐☐co Her fall from grace had no escape route, and it was all because she had crossed Corrine.
Dewey, who had once cast off his daughter, couldn't help but wonder if Corrine had found a powerful ally. After all, how else could someone like her, with no past reputation in design, stir such a storm online? He lit a cigarette, the smoke swirling like his own thoughts. He leaned back in his chair, pondering.
The designer for the Redamancg brand...
He wasn't sure of the true worth of that title, but Redamaneg's clothes were the stuff of legend-rare, valuable, and coveted.
"Yet, Corrine never showed any aptitude for design when she was younger... How did she suddenly beca renowned designer?” he wondered aloud, the question echoing in the stillness of his study. Maybe it was tfor Corrine to return to the Holland family.
In the early morning hours, Corrine was pulled from sleep by the sharp ring of her phone.
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