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Chapter 904
Lucas had experienced how stubborn Corinne could be, so he let the matter slide. He then sighed tiredly before
sharply asking, 'What did she call you just now?"
Edmund was intimidated by Lucas' stare. ’Umm... She called me Edmund as usual..."
"Hmph!"
Anya knew there was a surveillance camera inside the elevator, so she reminded herself to tread cautiously to
avoid leaving any dirt for Lucas to hold over her head.
Thus, she refrained from saying anything to Corinne while in the elevator, but as soon as they got out of the
building and into the car, she said snarkily, "Corinne, you're really good at having men wrapped around your little
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtfinger, huh? Even Lucas can't escape that fate."
"You flatter me," said Corinne without bothering to look at her. She then yawned before saying to the driver,
"Mister, can you please drop me off at the Holdens' first?"
Anya glared at Corinne vehemently. She hated how nonchalant she was being. "Corinne, if I've guessed correctly,
you and Jeremy haven't registered your marriage yet, right?" she asked with a scoff.
Corinne's sleepy eyes suddenly widened. She narrowed her eyes and frowned at Anya.
Judging by Corinne's response, Anya knew she was right. She smiled mysteriously and continued, "I knew Jeremy
would never get legally married to you. Oh, Corinne. So what if you've moved in with him? without the marriage
certificate, you're just a fake Missus Holden, and I'm pretty sure it won't be long until you're kicked out of the
house."
Anya's words aroused Corinne's suspicion. "Oh? How did you know he'll never get legally married to me?" she asked
seriously.
Anya looked n at Corinne in disgust. "The Holdens will never accept a girl with a background like yours as a Missus
Holden. Prominent and wealthy families like ours are all about marrying their sons and daughters off to partners
who have similar backgrounds.
"Yes, it's true Jeremy really likes you now, but just how long will that last? A year? Two years? There will come a day
when he's bored of you. You must think your position is secure just because you're carrying his baby, right? Tsk, tsk,
tsk. How wrong you are.
"You do know he could kick you out of the house and keep the baby in the family, right? He could marry some rich
heiress to be his wife and the baby's mother. But of course, there's another important reason why Jeremy won't get
legally married to you."
Corinne raised her eyebrow. "And what might that be?"
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She was confident Jeremy was not the type to care about his partner's background, but something suspicious was
definitely going on since he would be evasive whenever she brought up getting a marriage certificate.
Anya smiled smugly. It was rare for her to have Corinne's full attention." Corinne, seems like you don't really know
Jeremy that well at all. Here I thought he sees you as the most important person in his life, but he doesn't even tell
you everything. Why, it doesn't even look like you know as much as me!"
Corinne was not in the mood to compete with Anya about who knew Jeremy better. Instead, she frowned and
asked, "So what's the important reason?"
Anya was going to drag this out for as long as she could. That was the only way to make her happy.
"You want to know? Well, I'm not going to tell you. You should go ask Jeremy instead. But I don't think he'll tell you."
Corinne knew Anya was not going to tell her no matter how much she asked, so she just gave up. She turned her
face away and closed her eyes to take a short nap.
By the time she reached home, it was already past two o'clock in the afternoon.