Chapter 677: With a solid pat to Hodge's chest, Moses added, "I've said my piece. Take care of yourself." Hodge stood frozen, his brow furrowing as a shadow of concern crossed his face.
Meanwhile, Jules drove for over an hour before finally pulling up at their destination. Corrine stepped out of the car, removing her sunglasses as she took in the view.
Rolling hills stretched across the horizon, blanketed in lush greenery. The place was stunning-untouched, pristine. The perfect location for a country club.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtIt required minimal investment while making full use of the natural landscape.
Not far away, Paul Brown-fourth son of the prominent Brown family—was busy entertaining Lyhaton's elite.
He had invited several wealthy young men and ladies early that morning to ensure the event was lively. Yet despite all the important faces in attendance, one nhad been noticeably absent: Jules Ford.
Now, as the unmistakable purr of a Hennessey Venom F5 Roadster rolled onto the scene, Paul's eyes lit up. Forgetting all about the conversation he had been engaged in, he hastily handed his wine glass to someone nearby and all but jogged over.
"Mr. Ford!" Jules barely acknowledged him, offering only a curt nod. One hand tucked into his pocket, he glanced around. "Not a bad view." Your favorite updates gVlPaul straightened, eager to engage.
"That is exactly why I bought the land. Considered developing it at first, but then figured a country club would be more time- and cost-efficient." Despite his casual tone, his eyes kept drifting toward Corrine as he tried to assess her connection to Jules. After all, the Ford family had always kept Corrine out of the public eye. People knew Carl had a granddaughter, but no one knew her name-let alone what she looked like.
Rumors had spread after last night's event. Miguel had supposedly run his mouth about someone he shouldn't have, and Jules had overheard. The fallout had been swift-Miguel had been taught a lesson so brutal that he had ended up drinking himself into a stomach hemorrhage and was rushed to the emergency room.
Even now, Miguel was still recovering in the hospital.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmPaul studied Corrine, suspicion creeping into his thoughts. It was said that Jules had gone to such lengths for a woman.
Could it be that the woman in question was standing right in front of him?
Paul pressed his lips together, barely containing his curiosity. After a brief hesitation, he finally asked, "So, who is this?" Jules responded flatly, "My cousin."
What should have been a straightforward introduction quickly morphed into something else in i Paul's mind. Jules caught the way Paul's brows lifted, the smirk playing at the corners of his mouth.
With a teasing lilt, Paul said, "Ah, I see, I see."
The insinuation was clear. Paul them thought Jules was hiding the, truth-dodging reality with a convenient lie. In his mind, Corrine must be Jules' sweetheart.