Chapter 84
Chapter 84 Swollen Lips And Suggestive Smile
When Tanya spotted Corrine, her sharp gaze immediately landed on Corrine's slightly swollen lips. A fleeting,
knowing smile lit Tanya's face as she offered a respectful greeting. "Miss Holland."
Corrine caught the faint amusement in Tanya's expression and forced an awkward, polite smile in return. Without
lingering, she quickly turned and walked away.
As she stepped into the back garden, the sheer grandeur of the villa took her by surprise. Its scale rivaled that of
the famous Ford Mansion.
The garden was an oasis of rare, exotic flowers and lush greenery, every detail meticulously curated.
Surrounding amenities hinted at luxury beyond imagination.
This could only be the legendary Celtis Estate!
The Celtis Estate was as renowned as the Ford Mansion itself. Everyone had heard whispers of its opulence, yet
its elusive owner remained a mystery.
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Corrine never imagined Nate was that owner.
"Miss Holland." Tanya's soft voice broke Corrine's thoughts. She had appeared silently behind her, her expression
calm, with a gentle smile on her lips. "Mr. Hopkins had to leave for an urgent matter, but he specifically asked
Corrine gave a slight nod, her tone reserved. "Thank you."
Tanya blinked at the response, caught off guard for a moment, before her smile brightened, reaching her eyes.
Since last night, when Nate had brought Corrine back, Tanya couldn't help but notice how differently he treated
her. Faced with Corrine's striking beauty, Tanya had felt a twinge of bias. After all, women vying for Nate's
attention weren't new to her.
But Corrine's quiet composure set her apart from those who schemed to get close to him.
It made Tanya start to understand why Nate seemed so drawn to her.
Leading Corrine through the estate, Tanya pointed out various facilities and introduced the names and origins of
the exotic plants with a practiced ease.
Noticing Tanya's familiarity with the estate, Corrine spoke casually. "Tanya, have you been working here for a
long time?"
Tanya responded with a modest smile, "It's been five years now."
Her eyes lingered on Corrine's face for a beat, and then she smoothly steered the conversation. This estate is Mr.
Hopkins' private residence. Other than a select few friends, no one else has ever been invited here."
Tanya's tone was casual, but Corrine caught the subtle undertone. As sharp as she was, she couldn't ignore the
implication behind those words.
Corrine offered a faint smile, clearly intending to steer the conversation away. But Tanya, now that she had
started, seemed unwilling to stop. "To be honest, Miss Holland, you are the only woman Mr. Hopkins has ever
brought to the Celtis Estate. And it's the first tI've seen him stay up all night for someone."
That single word "only" carried a weight that was impossible to ignore.
The way it lingered in the air made Corrine's heart stumble over itself for a brief
moment.
Still, her thoughts were elsewhere. Looking at Tanya in disbelief, she asked, "Did you just say... he stayed up all
night?"
Tanya's lips curved into a knowing smile as she nodded. "Yes. Last night, when Mr. Hopkins' private doctor came
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Mr. Hopkins stayed by your side. He didn't leave your side even if it was finished. If that doesn't show how much
he cares for you, Miss Holland, then I don't know what would. Why else would he personally make soup for you?"
Her smile widened as if recalling something amusing. "Picture it-Mr. Hopkins, so out of his depth, trying to make
soup with me. It was... quite the sight."
Corrine's expression faltered, her emotions betraying her calm facade. When she had seen Nate after waking up,
she had sensed something.
But hearing Tanya confirm it all left her shaken, unable to keep her
composure.
She couldn't even remember the last tsomeone had cared for her like this; the
memory was lost in the wreckage of Bruce's betrayal.
And yet, through Nate's small but genuine actions, it felt as though he was carefully planting seeds in the barren
field of her heart.
Seeds that now seemed to be sprouting with delicate, vulnerable shoots.
Sometimes, love wasn't grand or loud. It was found in these unexplainable moments of tenderness.