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Evelyn gave him a level look, entirely unbothered. “Corrine is level-headed, and I admire her for it. There’s nothing wrong with showing a little extra care where it’s deserved.” She didn’t bristle at the question. If anything, she seemed perfectly at ease in her reasoning.

“A man in your position shouldn’te off as needy—it cheapens you.” Her tone remained light, but there was a subtle bite beneath it.

Nate didn’t flinch. “You’re showing her a lot of favoritism, Grandma. Sometimes I wonder if you remember that I’m your grandson.”

Evelyn stared at him for a moment before bursting outughing. The sound abruptly broke the tension that had been brewing between them. “Corrine may be engaged to you, but I don’t think she’s in any rush to walk down the aisle. If she’s content with the way things are, don’t stir the pot. Let her be. What matters is whether you’re both happy.”

That caught Nate off guard.

At the meal earlier, Evelyn had suggested a quick wedding—but now, she’d done aplete about-face.

“You change your mind fast, Grandma,” he said, the corners of his mouth lifting in a yful smirk.

His smile lingered, but his eyes flickered with something deeper—something more uncertain.

Evelyn returned his smile with serene calm, pretending not to notice the edge in his tone. “We thought it through. If you’re both at peace with things, marriage wille in its time.”

On top of that, it was obvious that the current situation wasn’t right for them to be married.

Nate asked, “Can you tell me what’s really going on between you and Carl? And what exactly is the path Corrine has taken?”

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The moment the questionnded, Evelyn’s eyes sharpened, and her fingers curled tighter into fists. “So, you heard.”

Nate didn’t offer an exnation. Instead, he reached up and loosened his tie a bit with deliberate calm. “Do you have anything to say about it?”

Evelyn turned toward the window, her expression unreadable as silence settled heavily between them.

Only after a long pause did she speak, her voice steady and sincere. “This isn’t the time to go into it. I’ll exin when the timees. Right now, what matters is keeping her safe. Don’t let her get hurt.”

“Of course,” Nate replied, nodding.

He didn’t need the reminder—his mind was already set on protecting Corrine, with or without Evelyn’s urging.

“I’ve been informed of the Quinn family’s situation,” Evelyn said suddenly, steering the conversation in a new direction. “You’ve handled it well.”

Nate looked up at her, their eyes locking briefly. In that moment, he realized just how difficult it was to read her intentions.

At the Ford Mansion, Corrine guided Carl into the living room, steadying him gently as they entered. Nearby, Lnd, the butler, calmly oversaw the servants, instructing them to unpack the engagement gifts with care. “Be gentle.” The number of gifts wasn’t overwhelming, and none were massive, but each item was obviously a valuable treasure.

Corrine made a fresh cup of coffee and offered it to Carl. “Grandpa.”fn94bd Find the newest release on findnovel/fn94bd

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