Chapter 1612
Chapter 1612:
Corrine’s fingers drummed against the tabletop, her rhythm mirroring the pulse of her resolve, a palpable
tension filling the room.
After a moment of reflection, she decisively said, “Send invitations for Jules’ wedding to the major families of
Pinetree City.”
Her strategy was clear: invite the potential disruptors and confront the challenge head-on, rather than allow
hidden threats to fester.
“Understood.”
Meanwhile, at Celtis Estate, Nate and Franco enjoyed a casual drink at the bar, the atmosphere unhurried and
congenial.
Franco, swirling his drink lazily, broached a topic with casual intrigue. “Planning to make an appearance at the
festivities in Nelting? After all, it’s your future cousin-in-law’s wedding.”
Nate considered the question, his gaze steady. “Corrine and | aren't legally married yet. I'm still not family.
Attending would seem out of place.”
“Fair point,” Franco nodded, then shifted the conversation to more personal matters. “Speaking of which, you've
gotten engaged. Any thoughts on when you'll officially sign the marriage certificate?”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtBefore Nate could reply, Franco’s phone rang, a persistent call from one of his subordinates.
“What's happening?” The conversation on the other end of the line brought a visible change to Franco's
expression, deepening the lines of concern on his usually stern face. “The Mendoza family, you say?”
The call stretched on, each passing second adding to the tension. Finally, Franco ended the call, his brows
knitted together in a clear display of puzzlement.
Nate, observing quietly, took a measured sip from his glass, the movement of his throat marking his calm
demeanor. “What's the issue?”
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Franco met his gaze, his eyes reflecting deep thought. “It seems the Mendoza family intends to be at the
wedding.”
A subtle crease formed on Nate's forehead, his eyes darkening with a complex intensity. “The Mendozas in
Nelting, the giants of healthcare?”
“Exactly,” Franco responded, his face etched with confusion. “They're more reserved than the Astleys, always
keeping to themselves. Their patriarch, George Mendoza, in particular, is hardly ever seen in public. They could
have easily faded from our elite circles if not for their heritage. Interestingly, the Astleys did extend a wedding
invite to them, albeit out of courtesy rather than expectation. Surprisingly, they accepted. I've heard whispers
that the Mendoza heir has finally cback.”
“Leif Mendoza.” The ncaused Nate to tighten his grip on his glass, his gaze dropping to hide the sharp glint
in his eyes.
Franco looked taken aback. “You're familiar with him?”
“I've heard the name,” Nate said, with a hint of frost in his voice.
“People say Leif was George's
chosen successor. The brightest
among his siblings. But something
happened. He left years ago, cut fies
with the fm andxiisappeared.
Frarico dt rush his words. “Some
believe his sudden vanishing forced
the family to retreat from public view.
Without Leif, they had no one strong
enough to carry the weight of their
legacy. Their appearance now is
more than symbolic. They want the
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watch. “It's late. | should head out.
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