Chapter 984:

“I had a long meeting,” Corey responded, irritation creeping into his voice. “Alicia was overzealous, initiating numerous projects before her departure and leaving them in my lap. It’s been grueling.”

“Did you eat anything?” Gemma asked.

“I did,” he replied, though his lack of appetite had made it difficult. He didn’t want her to worry.

Corey then led her back to the bed and tucked her in, reviving an old childhood routine.

Feeling the warmth inside the blankets, he asked, “You were already in bed just now? Why did you get up all of a sudden?”

Gemma’s heart raced anew. “I was deciding what to wear tomorrow.”

Corey smiled affectionately. “Have you made a choice? What will you wear?”

array of colorful dresses in the glass wardrobe, each handpicked by Corey. Regardless

illness, she shone brightly. Unlike his Aitana Newman. Disturbing images flickered through Pierre’s

voice bubbled with excitement. “Averibon? I’ve heard it’s a

responded warmly. “Would you like to visit

visit, but her fragile health could be a hindrance. “Could you bring some flowers

of despair and sorrow. Such a gentle soul, afflicted by illness—why her? He had pushed ethical boundaries to their limits, yet he couldn’t spare his dear sister from her fate. If possible, he would switch places with her in a

Corey seemed to accept the inevitable.

lit up Gemma’s eyes. “Really?” she

follow

sleeve tightly. “Thank

down, Corey adjusted the room’s

Sheila go to bed so early?” Mindful of his stringent ways, Gemma avoided mentioning Sheila’s

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