TimeNovelChapter 1365: Left with empty hands, Corrine lifted her head and stared up at the sky. A wry smile tugged at her lips. "Really... it is nothing. Just a fight with my fiancé." "What?" Kinsley's eyes widened, her jaw slack with disbelief. "You have a fiancé?" Corrine gave a slow nod. "Is that so strange?" "Of course it is strange!" Kinsley blurted out. "You are still so young. I mean, dating someone? Sure. But a fiancé?" A resigned laugh escaped Corrine's throat. "I am twenty-five, Kinsley. It's not that unheard of." At that, Kinsley awkwardly pressed her lips together, muttering under her breath, "I didn't realize you were that old." To her, Corrine still seemed like the girl she had met back then-sharp-tongued, fearless, and far too innocent to be tangled in something as serious as a fiancé.
Suddenly, a face flickered through her mind, rugged and familiar. Her breath caught for a moment.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtVulture. He had always been quietly devoted to Corrine. Loved her from a distance, never brave enough to close the gap.
And he never knew-never suspected-that Kinsley had feelings for him too.
Kinsley hesitated, fingers tightening around the neck of the bottle. "Do I know him?" "You might have heard of him," Corrine said casually. "Nate. Head of the Hopkins family of the Independent Continent." Kinsley, who had been bracing herself for a different name, felt a rush of relief sweep through her. Her breath eased out quietly. She lowered her eyes to hide the flicker of joy that danced there.
So... it was not Vulture.
Then perhaps-just perhaps-there was still a chance.
Corrine had been watching her closely, her gaze sharp and unreadable. "What are you thinking about?" "Huh?" Kinsley blinked, shaking herself from her thoughts. After a moment, she raised an eyebrow with feigned disdain. "You're young, but your taste? That's questionable." Corrine stared at her. "What?" She could say whatever she wanted about Nate, but his looks were impossible to fault. She couldn't vouch for his soul, but his face? That was a work of art.
And now her taste was being called into question?
Before she could defend herself, Kinsley continued, deadpan, "Have ΟΠ you not heard? Beautiful things are often the most dangerous. You really brought trouble hwith you, Corrine."
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