Chapter 1768:

Camille looked at her friend, noticing the dirt marring her clothes and skin. With a small frown, she said, “Stop being a pessimist. Remember, I told you everything would turn out fine. Just trust me.”

Jennie offered a dry chuckle. “You don’t understand, do you? I’m the reason we’re in this mess. Corrie kidnapped you. She’s not going to simply let you walk away.”

“Corrie?” Camille snorted dismissively. “She doesn’t scare me. She’s all talk. Just wait until the real players enter the game; she’ll regret her actions.”

Jennie glanced at her, confused by her confidence.

They arrived at their destination, and Jennie had no chance to probe further.

Corrie stepped out of the lead vehicle and opened their door. Jennie and Camille sat side by side, both fixing Corrie with looks of clear disdain. Excitement surged through Corrie—she delighted in the sheer dominance she wielded over her captives, who could do nothing but stare at her with helpless anger. The

The feeling was intoxicating. “Get out,” Corrie commanded, a menacing smile curling her lips. “I’ve arranged everything for you.”

furious tirade, hurling crude insults. Jennie, standing behind her, watched in stunned

such harsh words. Then she regained her composure and shot back incredulously, “What does

into a sneer. “Why Brook loves me is none of your business. Ever heard of ‘different strokes for different folks’?” She leaned forward, eyes glinting

getting angry. If you keep pushing her, you’ll only dig your

threw back her head and laughed. “Afraid of Corrie? Don’t make

listened, I could still offer you a way

“Let me be clear: if you touch either

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tense silence. Corrie snapped her head

pulled Camille behind her,

froze, then leaned in. “Relax. They’re

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