Chapter 611: The mere mention of Nate's nwas enough to send shivers down the spine of anyone who knew the rumors. It brought him countless enemies, enemies who would stop at nothing to bring him down. If Corrine stayed with him, she would be pulled back to the Independent Continent-a place far from the life she imagined. At best, it would be a life full of danger, where every step was shadowed by deceit. At worst, it could very well be a warzone.
The Ford family would never stand idly by, watching Corrine walk into such peril.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThe two men's eyes locked, one pair filled with suspicion and judgment, the other veiled in impenetrable darkness.
The room was heavy with an uncomfortable silence.
After what seemed like an eternity, Nate's voice finally sliced through the stillness, cold and unwavering. "As long as I breathe, no one will lay a hand on her." His words were measured, yet carried an undeniable weight, like the calm before a storm-a quiet warning that spoke volumes.
Jayden's heart skipped a beat, and his eyes faltered as they met Nate's. Had anyone else spoken those words, Jayden would have dismissed them as empty threats. But with Nate, there was no room for doubt.
Nate was a force of nature-ruthless, unyielding, and merciless, even to those who shared his blood. The power he wielded wasn't just born of wealth or status; it was forged through countless struggles, the sacrifices of others, and the relentless grind that left him standing above it all.
Promises from men like Nate were never made lightly. When they spoke, it was as though the words were carved in stone, as binding as a blood oath. The world might challenge him, but it could never break him. And no one- not even fate itself-would harm Corrine while he still drew breath. It seemed like a simple statement, but Nate was staking his very life on it.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmJayden's grip on the glass tightened, the weight of Nate's declaration pressing down on him.
After a long, heavy silence, Waldo's voice broke through the tension once more.
"Are you truly certain about this? No matter what happens, you won't regret this decision?" The question seemed simple, but it carried a weight that only Nate could fully understand. Nate lifted his gaze, meeting Jayden's eyes with quiet resolve. His voice was firm, unwavering. "No one in this world has the power to decide my fate." It wasn't just the confidence in his words that struck Jayden—it was the sheer presence behind them. The air seemed to shift, thick with the undeniable aura of someone who controlled every aspect of their own destiny. Jayden's chest tightened, the realization sinking in. In that moment, Jayden understood why so many feared Nate. It wasn't simply his power or influence. It was his complete, unshakeable confidence-a certainty that no one and nothing could ever challenge.
Finally, after a long pause, Jayden spoke again, his voice softer, tinged with resignation. "I hope that your word proves as steadfast as your resolve."
Meanwhile, Corrine sat across from Carl, her mind drifting as she m absentmindedly moved the pieces on the chessboard.
"Corrine, you've lost again," Carl remarked with a casual smirk A faint, knowing smile tugged at the corner of his lips as he glanced at her.