Chapter 65 Show Your Gratitude In Another Way


    While Leah was in a state of utter despair, Corrine was engrossed in the


    Just five minutes earlier, Leah had addressed the media from her hospital room, apologetically acknowledging her mistakes to her fans and vowing to make amends and seek Corrine''s forgiveness with sincerity.


    On camera, Leah kept a calm facade, her glistening tears on her pale face. instantly stirring empathy from the audience.


    However, these tears were nothing more than a strategic ploy for garnering pity and forgiveness.


    In the end, her actions had simply circled back to her.


    "Miss Hond, I''ve brought the documents for the uing bidding event," Natasha said, entering the office and setting the paperwork on Corrine''s


    desk.


    Corrine gave a nod of approval. "The PR team has outdone themselves this


    time."


    Natasha hesitated before responding, her voiceced with uncertainty, "Actually, it wasn''t really our team. I thought you might have assigned it


    elsewhere."


    Corrine looked puzzled for a moment. "Oh, I see. Thank you, you can return


    to your tasks now."


    "Sure." As Natasha turned to leave, she paused, turning back tentatively. "Earlier today, Ashton Group''s CEO requested a meeting. I told him you


    were away on business."


    Corrine''s face turned cold as she focused on the documents before her. "From now on, deny any meetings with Ashton Group without notifying me."


    "Understood." Natasha acknowledged with a nod before exiting.


    Later that day, Corrine made her way to Lonsong Restaurant as intended. She followed a waiter into the same private room she had visited the day


    before.


    Nate was already there, speaking into his phone, turned away from her.


    His attire consisted of a ck shirt, the sleeves casually rolled up to expose his strong forearms.


    Under the vibrant neon lights, his sharply defined features were illuminated, lending an almost magical allure to even his side profile.


    With dark, intense eyebrows, a prominent nose, and thin lips pressed together, he radiated a sense of distant coolness.


    As he detected footsteps approaching, he partially turned, his cold. expression melting into a softer look upon spotting Corrine, a flicker of warmth crossing his eyes.


    Ending his phone call, he approached Corrine and with a weing smile, pulled out a chair for her. "Sorry for keeping you waiting because of my call. I wish I could have greeted you at the door."


    "I''m not that fussy," Corrine replied, taking the seat Nate had pulled out for


    her.


    As Nate took a seat opposite her, his expression was serious. "Greeting your personally at the door is important to me-it shows my respect and how much I value our time together."


    Corrine raised an eyebrow. "Aren''t you exaggerating just a bit?"


    "Sometimes, it''s the little things that make moments memorable," Nate responded.


    Their eyes locked, and Corrine noticed the gentle sincerity in Nate''s gaze, which tugged at her emotions. "Maybe you have a point."


    Nate''s response was a deeper look and a quietugh, so faint it almost. seemed not to have happened.


    Looking up, Corrine saw Nate slicing his meal, his movements tinged with irritation, as though something had genuinely bothered him.


    She was puzzled by his sudden change in mood. Pausing briefly, she then lifted


    her ss in a toast. "Thanks for your help today."


    "Is a simple thank you enough? Perhaps you could show your gratitude in another way." Nate sipped his wine, his eyes never leaving Corrine''s moist red lips.