LittleNovelChapter 697: Jules' eyes darkened, his grip tightening around the device.
"So it's her." Leah. Again.
She simply couldn't resist stirring trouble where Corrine was concerned.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtJules said nothing more, but his mind was already working, calculating.
Plenty of ways to deal with Leah and the Burgess family unraveled in his thoughts, and none of them were merciful.
The voice on the other end of the line had grown increasingly silent, waiting for Jules' response. After a prolonged pause, the voice ventured cautiously, "Mr. Ford, as far as I know, Leah has grown quite close to Andromache. If we make a move against her now, it could spell disaster for the Ford family." Andromache's arrival had already sent ripples through the elite circles, sparking whispers that she might just be the catalyst for a shift in the balance of power among the four major families. Taking any aggressive action against Leah at this point would be akin to throwing a stone into a calm pond, provoking Andromache and inadvertently declaring a quiet but inevitable war.
While the Ford family might be able to match Andromache's strength blow for blow, she had been busy weaving her web, aligning with the collateral branches of the four major families and establishing ties with other powerful households. If she were to unite them all against the Fords, their once-unshakeable foundation would crumble in an instant.
Jules remained mute, his gaze locked downward, his face an unreadable mask. His jaw clenched with quiet tension, the only sign of his internal struggle.
Authorized release from galnovco "I understand," he finally murmured, the words clipped, but heavy with meaning.
After the call ended, Jules was left to stew in his frustration. He wandered over to the window, the weight of the situation pressing down on him. Without thinking, he lit a cigarette, its smoke curling lazily into the air.
Then, a thought struck him-a flicker of an idea. He quickly grabbed his phone and forwarded a photo to Nate. Nate had made him a promise not long ago: if Nate was at the top of power, then Corrine was at a position even higher than his.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmNow, Jules was keenly awaiting Nate's next move, curious to see how he would navigate this delicate situation. As soon as Nate received the message, he studied the image carefully, his mind racing to connect the dots. His fingers danced across the screen, tapping out a response, his eyes locking with Moses in a silent exchange. Moses, ever the perceptive one, understood immediately. With a sharp nod, he gathered two men and turned toward the door.
But before Moses could bring back anyone, Andromache appeared at the threshold, her presence commanding attention before she even spoke.
"I rushed here as soon as I heard Miss Holland had been injured," her voice rang out, smooth and deliberate. The distinct click of her heels echoed through the room, a rhythmic reminder of her power and poise.
Behind her, Leah trailed closely, her assistant in tow. Leah's eyes fixed on Ο Nate, who was tending to Corrine, N anda pang of jealousy twisted in her chest. Her nails dug into her palms as she watched the scene unfold.
For so long, Leah had believed Corrine relied solely on her beauty to secure a rich benefactor. But, But now she was forced to confront a bitter truth-her rival had charmed none other than Nate, the towering figure of the Hopkins family, the most influential man on the Independent Continent.
What kind of luck did Corrine have? After being cast aside by Bruce and fleeing the Ashton family, she hadn't faltered Instead, she had weaved a new path, drawing the attention of the very man who held the reins of power in his hands.
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