FakeNovelChapter 1332: Corrine gave a brief nod, acknowledging the information without offering much else.
The group made their way outside, where a driver awaited them. Forty minutes later, they arrived at their hotel without a hitch.
Once everyone had checked in, Natasha turned to the team, her tone composed yet firm. "Take the rest of the day for yourselves. We meet in the lobby tomorrow morning, so make sure you are prepared in advance." A flicker of excitement rippled through the group. Suppressing their enthusiasm, they paired off, dragging their suitcases toward the elevators.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtWhile Natasha handled the final details, Corrine had already disappeared into her suite. Without a moment's hesitation, she collapsed onto the plush bed, the softness cradling her as she shut her eyes, willing herself into much-needed rest.
Mandy, having unpacked her own luggage, glanced at Corrine sprawled across the bed. A slight crease formed between her brows.
They were both adults. It was obvious what Corrine had endured the night before.
Mandy had not expected Nate to be so merciless.
The dark smudges beneath Corrine's eyes were proof of a sleepless night.
"Miss Holland, would you like something to eat?" Mandy asked, her voice low but laced with concern.
Corrine did not stir, her exhaustion weighing her down. "I do not have much of an appetite. If you are hungry, go ahead without me." Mandy hesitated, tempted to insist, but seeing the fatigue written across Corrine's face, she merely pressed her lips together and left the room in silence.
The door clicked shut behind her. Within moments, Corrine surrendered to the pull of sleep, slipping effortlessly into unconsciousness.
A sudden vibration jolted her awake.
Read the latest updates at galHer brows knitted together in mild irritation as she rolled over, her fingers instinctively reaching for the phone on the bedside table. Without glancing at the screen, she swiped to answer. "Hello?" Her voice, cool and steady, carried the unmistakable rasp of lingering fatigue.
On the other end, Vulture's voice sharpened with concern. "What is wrong? Are you unwell?" At the sound of his voice, Corrine paused, gathering her senses. She reached for the bottle of water beside her, taking a slow sip to soothe the dryness in her throat. "No, I just woke up.”
"Just woke up?" Vulture echoed, his tone laced with disbelief. "Sleeping at this hour? Do you not worry you will be up all night?”
Corrine had no desire to explain herself. There was no way she could explain something so intima Instead, she redirected the conversation. "What do you want?"
A low chuckle rumbled through the speaker, edged with mischief. "I "just landed in Lyhaton, Should Fnot get a Iin proper welcome? Where is the best food? The most exciting places? Showa good ttonight."
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