NovelTrueChapter 1385: "I was in Emily's room playing cards with others," Natasha continued. "They said she often goes out late at night, claiming she can't sleep and needs a walk, but she always returns by dawn. Lately, she's been acting odd, often found crying alone, troubled by nightmares." Corrine didn't respond, her gaze fixed on Emily moving through the crowd.
"Today is our company's turn,” Natasha said, watching Emily. "Do you think she might...” "We'll find out soon enough," Corrine cut in, her smile carrying a hint of resolve. "If Ford Group faces trouble, she won't be able to evade responsibility." Natasha bit her lip, unease written all over her face. “I just have this bad feeling something's about to happen..." Before she could elaborate, a voice interrupted, "Ford Group is the pillar of Lyhaton's business community, and we're all keen to hear your project proposal." It was Bryant with the summit's organizers.
Dressed in a crisp suit, his silver-rimmed glasses catching the light, Bryant exuded a welcoming aura.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtAs he spoke, his eyes briefly met Emily's before focusing on the group. "While Ford Group is a well-established company, it continues to bring in fresh talent. We all should learn from it," he praised.
The crowd murmured their agreement.
Then, spotting Corrine at the back, Bryant's eyes twinkled knowingly behind his glasses. “I'm particularly looking forward to Ford Group's presentation," he announced.
Just then, a coordinator approached him. "Mr. Hopkins, we should start," he suggested respectfully.
"Of course," Bryant agreed, leading the way inside.
Discover what's new on galnovalsAs the group filed in, Natasha gripped Corrine's arm. "Corrine, something feels off,” she whispered, her voice tense.
Natasha's intuition screamed that Bryant's interest was more than professional. He was possibly targeting Corrine directly.
"Don't worry. Whatever comes, we'll handle it." Corrine squeezed Natasha's hand reassuringly.
If they were indeed coming for her, there was no use in hiding.
According to the draw, Ford Group was scheduled to present last. The delay gave the team a generous window to triple-check their materials.
Corrine leaned back in her seat, one leg elegantly crossed over the other, hands loosely clasped as she listened to the other company representatives take the stage.
From his position on the stage, Bryant studied her intently. Behind the cool glint of his glasses, his eyes held a note of disdain. Her of composure surprised him—serene as still water, not even a flicker of tension visible. So composed, more than he had expected.
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