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Jennie’s laugh sparkled with false lightness. “Aren't you, though? Playing generous host to poor, destitute little
Corrie released her grip and settled into a chair with calculated grace, crossing her legs slowly, deliberately. A
predatory smile danced across her features. “Embrace whatever delusion you prefer. But remember—such
generosity creates debt.”
Steel entered Jennie’s voice. “State your demands.”
Corrie toyed with a lock of hair, feigning nonchalance. “As Brook's bride-to-be, | find myself plagued by irritating
individuals like you hanging around him.”
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She paused for effect. “Since you benefit from my largesse, you should return the favor.”
Silence stretched for a heartbeat before Jennie’s face split into a knowing, contemptuous smile. “Unable to
secure Brook's devotion yourself, you expectto play keeper of his heart on your behalf?”
Scorn saturated her words. “Your inability to maintain any meaningful connection is pathetic. Why not release
him from this farce of an engagement?”
Corrie dismissed the suggestion with a scoff. “Pathetic? | see only advantage in this union. Love is a fool's
pursuit, fit for simpletons like you. Power and wealth, those are worthy aspirations.”
“Then why solicit my aid?” Jennie pressed. “If love is beneath you, and I'm so insignificant, then the truth reveals
itself—you seek to manipulate others’ emotions for personal gain. You're truly despicable.”
Rage exploded across Corrie’s features as she launched forward, delivering two savage slaps that echoed
through the room.
Angry welts bloomed across Jennie’s cheeks, a testament to Corrie’s violence.
“You dare judge me?” Corrie’s voice shredded with fury.
She seized Jennie’s hair, wrenching her head backward. Pain ripped a strangled cry from Jennie’s throat.
“Comply with my demands,” Corrie snarled, fingers tightening their grip, “or your parents’ lives are forfeit!”
A chilling laugh escaped Jennie’s lips. “Kill them, then. They washed their hands ofafter divorcing when | was
sixteen. Their fate means nothing to me.”
“Is that so? And what of your dearest friend? Does her fate stir more concern?”
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Corrie’s face twisted with malicious triumph as fear flickered across Jennie’s carefully composed features.
Jennie felt a surge of panic as she stammered, “You've been digging into my friend?”
A flicker of triumph crossed Corrie’s face—she had found Jennie’s weakness. Satisfaction coursed through her
veins.
Everyone harbored vulnerabilities; it was merely a matter of uncovering them.
While Jennie showed little concern for her parents, her best friend remained her Achilles’ heel.
Corrie leaned forward, her voice dripping with malice. “Keep your best friend breathing by following my every
command. No exceptions.”
“You're despicable!” Jennie spat, her eyes blazing. “I've never encountered someone so devoid of shame!”
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