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Jules shifted the ice pack against his throbbing eye socket, flinching as cold met tender flesh. Silently, he cursed
Zeke with every fiber of his being. Friendship be damned—Zeke'’s fist had struck with unmerciful force.
Inhaling deeply to steady his fraying nerves, Jules replied with calculated coolness, “As the second-largest
shareholder of the company, shouldn't you naturally be the one to step forward?” Blue Core Technology had
emerged from Jules’ own vision and determination, built independently of the Ford family’s influence, without
trading on their prestigious name.
During those precarious early days, he had weathered countless rejections while hunting for investors.
Eventually, Corrine had offered her personal savings, yet the voracious tech industry devoured money,
particularly for essential equipment.
To sustain him through financial droughts, Corrine had quietly sold her jewelry collection, keeping the sacrifice
hidden from her family. As the company gradually found solid footing and began yielding profits, Jules reclaimed
all her jewelry pieces and presented her with a substantial sum, cleverly labeling it as dividends from the
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From that pivotal moment, Corrine secured her position as a permanent shareholder in the company.
“Besides,” Jules added, “your familiarity with the Charles family far exceeds my own.”
Upon absorbing his words, Corrine massaged her temples wearily. “Alright, I'll visit your company tomorrow to
acquaint myself with everything first.”
“Good.”
After disconnecting the call, Corrine pivoted gracefully and glided into the room.
Nate extended a glass of milk toward Corrine. “What happened?”
Corrine accepted the milk and melted into his comforting embrace. “Nothing serious, just Jules tangling himself
in a fight.” And she had somehow lost over three million.
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“Feeling sorry for him?” Nate gazed down at her, his eyes softening with tender warmth, as he guided the milk
gently to her lips.
“I'm feeling sorry for my loss, okay?” Corrine shot him a sidelong glance before taking a delicate sip of milk,
following the careful motion of his wrist.
Milk glistened on her lips like morning dew, and she swept them clean with a languid stroke of her tongue.
Watching her, Nate’s gaze intensified, his Adam's apple rising and falling with unmistakable desire.
“Let's sleep.”
Corrine stared at him, bewilderment flickering across her face. Their eyes collided in that charged moment, and
she glimpsed the unbridled heat blazing within his gaze.
Her brow quivered slightly, and she
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