Chapter 1694:

Corrine’s smile curved slowly. “So, you’re the heir of the Mendoza family in Nelting… A surprise, indeed.”

Within the Red Flame organization, where unity came from shared purpose, the members never cared about each other’s lineage or hidden influence. Ideals bound them together; that was all that mattered.

Over time, without ever digging into one another’s histories, they’d formed a bond that felt closer than blood—family born from the same dream.

“Lyhaton’s Ford family heiress?” Leif’s tone dipped, laced with a faint warmth.

Their eyes met in mutual recognition. Leif gestured toward a nearby stone bench. “It’s quieter here. Let’s talk.”

The gazebo in the garden might have offered a view, but sharp eyes had a way of noticing too much.

Franco had been wandering for some time before his eyes finally locked on the pair near the water’s edge. He didn’t approach. Closing in might alert them. So he stayed near the rockery, distant enough to remain unseen. The only problem was that he couldn’t hear their conversation.

From where he stood, he caught the moment Leif brushed the leaf from Corrine’s hair. His gaze narrowed.

didn’t fit the role of casual friends, especially

brows, his mind spinning with

a moment’s hesitation, he pulled out his phone, snapped a photo, and sent it to Nate with a short message: “What do you

stew in confusion, he figured

bordered on unnatural. Now that Franco had the chance


vanished into silence, without

back into his

fish food

water, scattering crumbs to the fish darting about. “Didn’t expect

fiction with

see him again after their rushed goodbye in Riverveille. Yet here they

long are you staying here?” Leif asked, watching her

her brow

Nate she’d return after handling

arched an eyebrow. “What,

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