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Of course, she had no proof. It was just a feeling.

The original auctioneer of the tiara, Jax, had given her a hairpin, and now Evelyn had given her another… All signs seemed to guide her toward unraveling the story behind the tiara. Corrine felt a deep connection between the tiara’s hidden lore and her mother, Kiley.

Evelyn, calm as ever, responded with an understanding nod. “Nate mentioned your fondness for antiques and artifacts. Among all the gifts, your interest in the hairpin stood out—it seems like fate. You’re insightful and discerning. If you’re eager to learn more, I’ll ensure you get the full story,” she said warmly, her expression tender, as though speaking to a beloved grandchild. “I hope it captivates you rather than bores you.”

“I doubt it will bore me,” Corrine replied softly, her smile mild yet troubled. “The reason behind the mysterious marriage arrangement weighs on me. Any rity you can provide would be most wee.”

Carl, seated nearby, observed with a mix of confusion and suspicion. What was this hairpin all about? Why hadn’t Corrine mentioned it earlier? Was this another tactic by Evelyn to ensnare Corrine further?

Contrasting with Carl’s skeptical look, Evelyn maintained herposure, making Carl’s doubts seem exaggerated. “Corrine, your union with Nate is decided. If you have any desires or concerns, express them now. I’m here to fulfill them.”

Corrine gave her a graceful nod. “There’s nothing else. Everything’s already perfect.”

Evelyn acknowledged this with a nod. “You both should set the wedding date. From experience, I suggest the sooner, the better.” Waiting left too much room forplications.

The Ford family’s opposition was apparent. Without the threat of them retracting their support, Evelyn would not have elerated the engagement from the following week to now.

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Noting Corrine’s reluctance, Nate said, “We’ll discuss thister.”

Just like that, Corrine and Nate were formally engaged.

As the meal concluded and the Fords engaged in conversation with Evelyn, Corrine excused herself and walked over to the terrace. She then meandered toward the gazebo by the water.

Dressed in white with silver ents, Corrine stood alone, her arms crossed as she gazed at the blooming jacarandas surrounded by lush greenery. Her silhouette evoked the image of an elegantly solitary figure, embodying regal istion. As she sensed the familiar cadence of footsteps approaching, Corrine’s brow twitched slightly, though she remained facing the horizon.

It wasn’t until she felt his chest press gently against her back, enveloping her in his cool, woodsy scent, that she allowed herself to lean into him slightly.

“Lost in thought?” Nate whispered, his deep voice resonating warmly by her ear, his lips grazing her temple as he tried to peer into her thoughts with his probing, deep-set eyes.

Settling into thefort of his embrace, Corrine responded nonchntly, “Just strolling to while away the time.”

Sensing her reticence to speak her mind, Nate chose not to press further.

Taking a deep breath—one that seemed more deliberate than rxed—Corrine ventured cautiously, “What do you think is the real reason behind our arranged marriage?”

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