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    “Would you care to join the conversation, Miss Jones?”


    “I’ll pass,” Christina replied curtly. “Go ahead. I’m content here.”


    Celine then spoke to Lorraine, “Stay with Miss Jones and see that she’s well attended. The tension between you two is behind us now. Who knows? You might even form a bond. She’s someone truly impressive.”


    Celine was subtly signaling to Lorraine that no matter what Christina’s present position might look like, her future standing would undoubtedly carry weight.


    Given the immense debt Lorraine owed, Celine was determined to nudge her toward a shift in mindset—one that would open her eyes to the importance of aligning herself with favorable prospects. But if Lorraine failed to catch the underlying message, the me wouldn’t rest on her shoulders.


    “Alright,” Lorraine answered with practiced submission. “You can take Mr. Scott to meet Mr. Miller. I’ll take good care of Miss Jones.”


    “Very well.” Convinced that her point hadnded, Celine dropped the topic. The sharpness in Dn’s gaze softened noticeably as it fell upon Christina.


    “I won’t be long,” he murmured gently in her direction.


    Christina offered aposed nod. “Okay.”


    Celine discreetly observed the two, her lips curving into a faint, knowing smile. Her seasoned intuition told her clearly—there was something between Christina and Dn, something more than appearances suggested.


    After Celine stepped away, Lorraine turned to gaze at Christina, her expression tinged with displeasure. Predictably, she hadn’t deciphered Celine’s undertone. Instead, she twisted it into an insult, as though Celine had reduced her to nothing more than a handmaid tasked with entertaining Christina, far beneath Christina. In her view, Celine must have foolishly misread the rtionship between Christina and Dn, thus currying favor with Christina by assigning her this demeaning role. It was truly maddening.


    Unable to confront Christina head-on now, Lorraine forced a strained smile. “Miss Jones, we might have started off on the wrong foot, but if there’s anything you need, just let me know.”


    “Anything at all?” Christina asked, her voice calm yet piercing, her gaze like a de.


    “Of course,” Lorraine replied without hesitation, still wearing her smile.


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    Christina leaned in ever so slightly and spoke deliberately. “In that case, I want the Miller family’s casino. Can you make that happen?”


    Lorraine’s entire frame went rigid, momentarily frozen in disbelief. Had she heard correctly? Christina was asking for the Miller family’s casino? So that was her game all along.


    Once the shock settled, Lorraine’s lips curved in a quiet, inward smirk. She finally had leverage against Christina!


    “Miss Jones, please refrain from making unwise remarks like that. If Celine and the other members of the Miller family catch wind of it, they might twist your meaning,” Lorraine said, wearing a mask of concern.


    Sensing the insincerity, Christina gave a meaningful grin. “Don’t mind me. Just a bit of banter—forget I said a thing.”


    At this point, Lorraine’s phone was already secretly recording, her finger having tapped the button moments earlier.


    “Miss Jones, earlier you spoke about desiring Miller’s Casino. That wasn’t serious, was it?” Lorraine inquired with mock innocence.


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