NovelBookChapter 623: She glanced at the elegantly dressed socialites around them, all of them preening like peacocks.
"Take a look at them. They're all dolled up, hoping someone will notice them-afraid they'll miss their chance to make the right connections." Corrine chuckled softly at Karina's vivid description, but a thoughtful look lingered in her eyes. She murmured, almost to herself, "Marriage of convenience." Karina's eyes brightened.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Exactly. I overheard my dad talking about how the Seymour family is considering an alliance with the Hoffman family." "Hodge Seymour?" Corrine asked, her curiosity piqued.
He was the heir apparent to the Seymour family in Lyhaton.
But hadn't Chelsea suggested that the Hoffman family was planning to marry Callie into the Cooper family of Pinetree City? Had something shifted in the tides? As Corrine pondered this, Karina added, “Nah. I'm talking about Judie Seymour from a sub-branch of the family. The one in the pink dress over there." Corrine followed Karina's gaze and immediately spotted Judie, her expression painted with clear distaste. Why the hostility? Corrine couldn't recall ever having crossed paths with her before. This was her first tattending the business meeting organized by the Chamber of Commerce.
Karina let out an amused laugh.
Visit galvlsfor updates "Before you showed up, they were all whispering about you. But now that you're here, they've fallen quiet. Just listen-wherever there's a crowd, there's bound to be gossip. You'd better be careful." Her words were sincere, but when Karina turned to look at Corrine, she found her engrossed in a gon her phone.
Karina blinked in surprise. She had to admit—she was impressed.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"Could that be Carl's mysterious granddaughter, the one with a different surname?" "The Ford family has long been the cornerstone of wealth, yet why is she dressed so modestly?" "Take a look at her outfit-plain white office attire. She looks like she's attending a funeral." "This elite event only comes once every three years. Everyone here is dressed to the nines, and yet she stands out in such a cheap-looking outfit. She's truly a stain on the reputation of the Ford family in Lyhaton." A fleeting smile flickered in Judie's eyes, and her lips curved into a knowing, sarcastic smirk.
"Well, let's hold back a bit. After all, she is Carl's granddaughter, and We can't afford to step on her toes."
"What is there to fear? At the end of the day, she's not a real Ford. The only reason anyone even pays toh attention to her is that the Ford family has put her on a pedestal," one of them sneered.
"I'm an outsider, and you may disdain me, but you still have to addressrespectfully as Miss Holland, don't you?" Corrine, with deliberate calmness, turned to face them. One arm crossed over her chest while the other gently cradled a wine glass, her wrist swaying just enough for the champagne-colored liquid to catch the sunlight and shimmer. Her voice was cold and distant as she addressed them.
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