Chapter 1665:

Back in the private room, the joint meal between the Ford and Hoffman families began.

Carl, now frail with age, had to leave early due to his health.

Corrine escorted him to the car and turned back toward the building when a voice called out, “Miss Holland.”

She turned to find Zeke approaching, his expression composed, his tone formal.

“Mr. Cooper, is there something you need?” she asked with a polite, distant smile.

Zeke took a file from his assistant and stepped closer. “This is what you asked for.”

Inside were the legal documents regarding the Holland family villa. Corrine had tried to bid for the villa at an auction, but opposition from other influential families in Pinetree City had complicated things.

With few options left, she had struck a deal with Zeke. He would help her win the villa, and in return, she’d open doors for him in the Riverveille market.

“The auction for Holland Group is next week.” Zeke handed her the folder, his dark eyes watching her. “Don’t you want to take a look? Maybe it’ll spark something,” he thought.

Corrine didn’t even glance at the folder. “There’s no need.”

took it with practiced calm, and turned to

“You’re sure you don’t want

smiled faintly. “I trust your


her—if you choose to work with someone, then trust them

she trusted Zeke’s

room, Corrine ran

couldn’t help muttering under

talk to Zeke earlier, only to

bitter brew

the

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heard a thing. That silence, that

has your back. Beautiful, clever, and such a master at networking. Those who don’t know you’re with the Fords might think you’re just a spoiled, promiscuous

spun around and slammed Callie against the wall

in slowly, eyes like shards

stay in your lane, I will teach


Callie’s constant jabs out

Corrine had let it go—after

late mother into the mud? That was

her expression frighteningly calm as Callie struggled beneath

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