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Evelyn let out a quiet sigh, her eyes radiating warmth and fondness. “It’s a simple tale from long ago, but since you’re eager, I’ll share some of it with you,” she said.

Corrine leaned in closer, hanging on every word Evelyn spoke.

From across the room, Nate observed them, his eyes reflecting a gentle warmth.

At three in the afternoon, Corrine and Nate said their goodbyes.

As they drove away, Nate noticed the solemn look on Corrine’s face and yfully pinched her cheek. “What’s with the gloom? Did that old love story really get to you?”

To him, it was just another person’s history. Understanding and respecting tales from afar was one thing; losing sleep and appetite over them was something entirely different.

Corrine brushed his hand aside, her voice carrying a hint of coldness. “It’s just that Evelyn’s story seems to hint at the Independent Continent’s custom of not marrying outsiders.”

Nate’s expression turned grim as he dismissed the notion with contempt. “They’re just unspoken guidelines, nothing more.”

He didn’t see any real threat in these customaryws or the Elder Council’s controlling tendencies.

Corrine’s brow furrowed slightly. “Yet, I think there’s something deeper in that story.”

The protagonists had fallen in love instantly, their bond growing swiftly and deeply. However, during a brutal purge that targeted his family, the hero and his entire family were decimated overnight. His loyal aide secretly aided the heroine in her escape, allowing her to live out her days under a new identity. This tale resonated strangely with Corrine, echoing a familiarity she couldn’t ignore.

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Contemting this, Corrine rested her chin in her hand, her lips curling into a thoughtful smile. Despite her efforts, she found herself back where she started.

Evelyn had slipped away quietly, sparing herself the emotional farewells she so deeply loathed. By the time Nate and Corrine learned of her departure, she was already well on her way back home. This was merely another fleeting moment in their lives, and Corrine’s routine resumed.

She seized the weekend to visit the Ford family, arriving at the Ford Mansion at ten o’clock.

With Jules and Rachel’s wedding approaching, all notable families from Lyhaton, including several influential ones from Pree City—whom Corrine had intentionally invited—were on the guest list.

As she entered, Corrine found Waldo positioned sternly at the entrance.

“Reflecting on yourself as soon as youe back?” she teased.

“Don’t even start,” Waldo replied gloomily.

He hade home in high spirits, only to face Carl’s wrath over an unfounded scandal. Carl had berated him for still being single while his nephew, Jules, was preparing to wed, then sentenced him to a period of reflective punishment. Waldo pondered over his sense of not belonging in this household.

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