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After venting her fury, Corrie still felt restless. With nowhere else to channel her emotions, she stormed into a
bar, determined to drown her sorrows in liquor. In her drunken haze, she pulled out her phone and called Jennie.
By the tJennie arrived, she found Corrie completely plastered, reeking of alcohol. Wrinkling her nose in
disgust, she asked, “Why did you dragout here?”
Corrie glanced up at Jennie, scoffing as she poured herself another drink. With a smirk, she said, “You are really
pathetic. To Brook, you are nothing compared to that Camille.”
Jennie stiffened, caught off guard. She hadn't expected Corrie to say that. Her expression turned cold. “So what?
I couldn't care less.”
Corrie sneered, her words sharp. “You are really useless. You don’t know how to make a man love you. If you
can’t hold his heart, how do you expect him to treat you well?”
She downed her drink in one swift motion before adding, “Did you know Brook is planning to bring Camille into
the Owen Group?”
Corrie scoffed, arms crossed as she leveled Jennie with a smug look. “You've been living with Brook for weeks,
but that’s nothing compared to what Camille has achieved in a month. Has Brook ever hinted at bringing you
into Owen Group? No? Thought so. You're nothing to him.”
Jennie’s fingers curled into fists, but she kept her irritation masked behind a cool expression. “He never
mentioned anything like that, and frankly, | don’t care,” she said smoothly. “But look at you. You've been chasing
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Corrie threw her head back with a burst of laughter, the sound sharp and mocking. When her laughter died
down, she flicked her gaze to Jennie’s chest, her lips curling. “You don’t care? | don’t buy it. That ruby brooch—
Brook gave it to you, didn’t he? No need to deny it. The last twe met, you weren't wearing anything remotely
valuable.”
She leaned in slightly, her voice dripping with derision. “If it weren't from Brook, why are you flaunting it like a
prize?”
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Jennie met her gaze without flinching. “He did give it to me. And what of it? Did he ever gift you anything?”
Corrie poured herself another glass of wine, swirling it lazily. “Gifts? Please. | don’t need trinkets from men. | aim
for things you can’t even dream of having.”
Jennie tilted her head, a playful smirk tugging at her lips. “Oh? But the things you crave, Camille gets with a
flutter of her lashes and a few sweet words. Meanwhile, you have to scrape and claw for everything. You call it
being independent—I call it being unloved.”
A dangerous flicker crossed Corrie’s eyes. “You've certainly got a sharp tongue today.”
Jennie feigned innocence, blinking at her. “Why shouldn't | speak my mind? Poor me, the man | love is nice to
everyone but me. Shouldn't | be allowed to lose my mind a little?”
Corrie let out a sharp laugh. “I sure hope that’s all this is.”
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