RedNovelChapter 66
Chapter 66 BlHerself
Corrine nervously chewed on her lip, a flush of shyness creeping over her face as she hesitated, unsure how to
respond.
At that moment, her phone rang unexpectedly. She quickly stood up and fished it out of her bag.
The sight of the caller ID made her eyes narrow, an icy chill settling over
her features.
Without a second thought, she declined the call, but it rang again,
relentless.
The phone rang insistently, its tone echoing in the silence, until, under Nate's watchful gaze, Corrine finally
answered.
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"Corrine, you've gone too far this time!" Bruce's voice blazed through the phone, unfiltered and accusing.
Corrine let out a soft chuckle, her voice laced with a touch of mockery. "Mr. Ashton, I'm curious-what gives you
the right to reprimand me, and from what position do you speak?"
"I know you hate me, but you shouldn't be taking it out on Leah. She's innocent!" Bruce shot back, his tone as
cold as ice as he listed her supposed wrongs. "Even if Leah made a mistake, you shouldn't ruin her career. How is
that any different from destroying her?"
At the weight of Bruce's accusations, Corrine couldn't help but laugh bitterly. "She has no one but herself to
blame."
Bruce sighed, a deep, disappointed sound that cthrough the phone like a quiet blow. "You're becoming more
of a stranger to me."
"Do you think | care?" Corrine sneered, her voice dripping with disdain.
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Just as she was about to hang up, Bruce's voice stopped her. "This weekend is my grandfather's 80th birthday
celebration. He hopes you can come,"
When Corrine had first been introduced to the Ashton family, Farris Ashton, Bruce's grandfather, had been the
only one to welcher with warmth, fiercely supporting her relationship with Bruce.
When they were on the verge of marriage, he'd even given her a family heirloom- a jade bracelet.
That bracelet was still in Corrine's possession, and since her ties with Bruce had been severed, it felt only right to
return it to its rightful owner.
"Corrine." Bruce's voice softened, urgency creeping in. "Whatever issues we have are between us. Don't involve
my grandfather into this."
He paused, his words more pleading now. "You know how much he's cared for you these past three years. If you
have any conscience left-"
Corrine couldn't stand Bruce's condescending tone any longer. With a swift motion, she hung up before he could
finish.
She shoved her phone back into her bag, took a steadying breath, and turned to Nate, who had been standing
silently behind her. "Sorry for interrupting your meal."
"Why apologize?" Nate's brow furrowed slightly, his voice tinged with concern. "You haven't done anything
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The thought of returning to the Ashton family's home, of facing Farris again, stirred an uncomfortable weight
inside Corrine, a mixture of irritation and something deeper. Her expression grew distant as she wrestled with
the emotions.
"Would you like to go for a walk?" Nate suggested gently, his hand extending toward her in an unspoken offer.
"The night is quite beautiful."
Corrine paused for a heartbeat, staring at his outstretched hand, and then placed hers in his with a slow,
deliberate motion. "Let's go."
As Nate had said, the night was indeed stunning.
The crescent moon hung low in the sky, a delicate silver scythe against the velvety expanse, casting an eerie
glow that seemed to touch everything but remain unreachable, its coldness stark against the warm vibrancy of
Lyhaton's city lights below.
Hand in hand, they crossed the bridge, their footsteps a soft echo against the stone. But amidst the lively hum of
the streets, Corrine couldn't shake the unease gnawing at her, and she gently withdrew her hand from Nate's.
A breeze brushed past them, carrying a crisp coolness that made Corrine shiver involuntarily.
Without a word, Nate draped his suit jacket over her shoulders, the warmth of it a silent comfort against the chill.
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