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Corrine returned the smile and quickened her pace. “What inspired the sudden lunch invitation?”
“Not here,” Rachel said, slipping her arm through Corrine’s as they walked inside. “Let's talk inside.”
Once seated in the quiet of a private dining room, Rachel hesitated briefly before reaching into her bag and
producing a slim envelope. Her voice was careful, almost fragile. “Corrine... did you have this villa transferred
under my name?”
Corrine calmly lifted the glass of lemon water by her side, took a small sip, and then gave a slight nod. “Yes. Is
something wrong?”
Rachel took a breath, as if weighing her words. “I know you've always looked out for me... but I had someone
look into the property. It’s worth one hundred and eighty million. That's... too much, Corrine.”
Rachel had never regretted marrying into the Ford family. If anything, she felt she had fulfilled a lifelong dream—
and beyond that, she was deeply moved by how sincerely they had embraced her.
“Too much?” Corrine’s tone was almost amused. “Rachel, the Ford family might not have the historic prestige of
the Astleys, but they're not short on resources. To the Fords, a house like that is no more than a gesture. You've
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtmarried into a distant family—don’t you think you deserve something that offers you stability? Think of it as me
giving you a bit of armor.”
Rachel didn’t know what to say. For a moment, she could only stare at Corrine in quiet awe.
The more tshe spent with her, the more she cto understand the warmth hidden behind that composed,
cool facade.
And she couldn't shake the feeling that she hadn't done nearly enough in return.
Corrine watched as unexpected tears slipped down Rachel's cheeks, momentarily caught off guard by the
rawness of it. A quiet chill flickered in her gaze. “Did Jules do something to you?”
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Rachel gave a faint shake of her head, teeth softly pressing into her bottom lip.
“Then why are you crying?” Corrine asked, genuinely puzzled, as she reached out and handed her a tissue.
Though she was a woman herself, she had never developed a tolerance for the sight of another woman crying.
It wasn’t that she found it irritating, nor did she feel sdeep surge of empathy. She simply couldn't stand the
sight.
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