NovelEnglishChapter 59
Chapter 59 Who Knows What Tomorrow Might...
Corrine's tone was calm as she replied, "It's already taken care of."
"If you ever find yourself in trouble, don't hesitate to letknow. I'm not. looking
for anything in return." Nate's deep voice resonated through the line, its warmth carrying a subtle pull that made
her ears tingle, leaving
her unsettled.
In truth, the situation wasn't nearly as catastrophic as Karina's tic retelling had suggested.
Leah had slipped into the role of the perfect victim, exploiting the fact that most hadn't seen her shove Corrine
onto the road.
The bystanders had only witnessed Corrine retaliating, which made it all too easy to paint Leah as the wounded
innocent.
These so-called defenders of justice had no idea they were mere pawns on Leah's carefully laid-out chessboard.
After a brief exchange, Corrine ended the call and set her phone down.
When she looked up, Karina's mischievous grin greeted her, full of playful intent. "Are you going to explain, or
should | just fill in the blanks myself?" Karina teased, her curiosity practically written in bold letters across her
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"It's not what you're thinking," Corrine replied, a touch defensive, dropping her gaze to focus on her half-finished
meal.
Karina leaned in, resting her chin on her hands as she studied Corrine with laser- sharp intensity. "Oh really?
Then what is it?"
Corrine cast her a fleeting glance and sighed, knowing full well Karina wouldn't let it go without an answer. "It's
nothing like what you're Imagining," she said firmly, though her tone carried a tinge of unease.
Karina's grin widened. "Trom what I've seen over the years, it's only a matter of tbefore you start falling for
him," she said with a knowing
smirk.
She leaned forward, tapping a manicured finger lightly against Corrine's chest. "Can you honestly say you don't
feel even a flicker of something right here?"
Corrine's gaze flickered as her thoughts wavered.
Nothing?
That wasn't entirely true.
When Nate had said, "I'll always have your back," her heart had betrayed her, thumping with an intensity she
hadn't expected.
Noticing the distant look in Corrine's eyes, Karina pursed her lips before muttering a warning. "That man feels
dangerous. Be careful, Corrine, or you might end up getting caught in a trap you can't escape."
Corrine's lips curled into a faint smile. "Do you really think I'd let that
happen?"
Karina raised a brow, her wine glass balanced delicately between her fingers, a sly smile tugging at the corners
of her mouth. "Who knows what tomorrow might bring?"
After finishing their meal, the two made their way to the underground parking lot.
"You've been drinking, so I'll drive." Corrine took the keys from Karina without waiting for a response, heading
directly to the car.
Karina, dazed from the wine, simply shrugged and followed along with lazy
steps.
But just as they reached the car, a sudden clamor of footsteps and furious voices broke out nearby. "There she
is! That heartless woman!"
They turned to see a group of people charging toward them, armed with sticks and rage blazing in their eyes.
Corrine's expression darkened, a cold sharpness settling over her features. Grabbing Karina's wrist, she hissed,
"Get in the car!"
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They scrambled inside, hoping the car's locked doors would deter the mob. But the attackers had no intention of
backing down. The first strike landed with a loud thud, followed by another and another, as sticks battered the
car's once flawless exterior.
Was
The cacophony jarring, each blow a brutal reminder of the attackers relentless fury.
As if smashing the car wasn't enough, they began hurling all kinds of disgusting filth onto the windshield, their
laughter and shouts echoing through the parking lot.
Before security could arrive, the group snatched up their belongings and disappeared like shadows melting into
the night, leaving behind a scene of
chaos.
The parking lot fell silent again, save for Karina's groan of frustration as she stepped out to inspect the damage.
"My car!" she wailed, her voice echoing in the cavernous space. She stumbled back at the sight of the
windshield, now caked in filth, and fought to suppress the urge to gag. "It's ruined! I've only had it for two days!
Those disgusting lowlifes- I'm calling the police! | need to know who did.
this!"
"| already know," Corrine said, her voice low and cutting, as her icy gaze swept over the battered car.
Her tone was like the cold bite of a winter wind, sharp and unyielding,
carrying a chill that lingered long after the words had been spoken.
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