FakeNovelChapter 1292: A subtle change flickered across Corrine's face. The suggestive weight of his words made her brows knit together, her delicate features hardening like ice. "Hand over Lone Ranger and nyour terms." Jonathan's smile deepened, sharpening his already striking features. His lashes lowered briefly before he tilted his head, amusement dancing in his eyes. "So, it is for him.” His gaze lifted again, locking onto hers with newfound intrigue. "I will let you take him..." His voice dropped, edged with something unmistakable. “But I want you." Corrine's dark eyes flashed, cold yet dangerously enticing. Her red lips curled into a slow, mocking smile. "Since when did wishful thinking beca bargaining chip?" The deliberate calm in her tone only amplified the sarcasm beneath it. With anyone else, Jonathan would have silenced such defiance without a second thought. But this was Corrine.
"Perhaps we should reconsider the terms." Her voice had an unmistakable edge to it. She cast him a sidelong glance, sharp as a blade. "Either I take Lone Ranger, or your casino shuts down. Your move." Jonathan's expression tensed ever so slightly. She would go this far for another man? Could it be... had she fallen for someone else? "What is your relationship with this Lone Ranger?" "That is none of your business." Corrine's tone was sharp, her patience thinning. She met Jonathan's gaze with unwavering determination. “Just answer me-will you release him or not?" Jonathan exhaled slowly, a smirk tugging at the corner of his lips. "Darling, business thrives on rules. He broke mine. If I let him go, what message does that send?" He arched a brow, his voice laced with quiet authority. "Besides, he was out for my blood. Releasing him would be no different from setting a tiger loose in the mountains." For real chapters: gal co Corrine's brow creased as she absorbed his words.
Before she had arrived, Vulture had only mentioned that Lone Ranger was investigating Jonathan-not that he had been sent to eliminate him. If assassination had been the true objective, the situation was far more complicated than she had anticipated.
Her mind whirred, weighing the odds, before she met Jonathan's gaze with unwavering confidence. "Let him go, and I give you my word—he will never set foot in your territory again." Jonathan chuckled, shaking his head. “Tempting offer, but there is one condition. You cwith me."
Before his words had fully settled, the heavy door burst open wiṭkao M e deafening bang.
Both Corrine and Jonathan instinctively turned toward the M e entrancel
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