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Once Natasha exited, Zeke strode directly to Corrine’s desk and handed her a document.

“What’s this?” she asked, casting a nce over the paperwork.

Zeke pulled out a chair and sat down as if he owned the ce. “You promised me back at the restaurant that you’d help n the hotel’s operations. Have you already forgotten?”

Corrine’s memory clicked. “But if I recall correctly, I said I would only give some advice—not take over.”

“My memory serves me just fine, Miss Hond,” Zeke replied, shing a smirk. “At least I don’t forget the promises I make.”

Corrine was speechless.

She’d only forgotten by ident—but did he really have to be so smug about it? Acknowledging that she was in the wrong, she chose not to argue.

Zeke leaned forward. “The Ford family is quite the hot topic these days. So, tell me—do you…”

“n to ride the wave or retreat before the tide turns?”

Corrine’s eyes narrowed slightly. He clearly knew something.

Closing the file in front of her, she crossed her arms and met his gaze. “If you have any good advice, Mr. Cooper, I’m all ears.”

“It’s not exactly ster advice, merely a suggestion,” Zeke murmured, propping his chin on one palm while casting a slightly teasing nce at Corrine. “I came in from Pree City at dawn today, and I haven’t eaten yet. Discussing anything on an empty stomach leaves me dizzy and lightheaded.”

Corrine was momentarily at a loss for words.

It suddenly made sense why he and Jules got along so well. Both seemed to seize any advantage.

“Why don’t we head to the cafeteria of mypany?”

“Absolutely,” Zeke agreed with enthusiasm. “I’ve heard tales that Ford Group’s cafeteria rivals top-tier restaurants. I’m eager to see if that’s true.”

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It was not that thepany set industry standards or imed unmatched distinctiveness.

Rather, it was tied to Corrine’s childhood, when she followed Carl to work. Noticing her disinterest in food, Carl transformed the cafeteria, bringing in renowned chefs to cater to their tastes.

With a serene look, Corrine stood and suggested, “Let’s proceed.”

It was peak lunch hour. The moment they entered the cafeteria, heads turned. A striking man and an elegant woman walking in together? Hard not to stare.

Choosing a window-side table, Zeke casually picked up a ss of water, took a sip, and leaned back. “I’ve often wondered why you chose to remain by Nate’s side.”

“Mr. Cooper, our discussion today does not cover that topic,” Corrine replied, her tone distinctly cool.

“Miss Hond, is it possible to forgo the formalities just this once?” Zeke queried with a raised eyebrow, his observation sharp. “You used to follow me around as a little girl and even vowed one day to marry me.”

Corrine, who had just taken a drink, choked on the water at his absurd im, coughing vigorously as she shot him a mix of embarrassment and irritation. Zeke, undisturbed, offered her a tissue box from the table. “Rx. The way you’re reacting, you’re making me think you still have feelings for me.”

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