The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

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Chapter 696: "A man?" the doctor murmured under his breath, as if struggling to bridge the gap between what he saw and what he believed.

Before the moment could stretch further, Moses strode over, a smirk tugging at his lips.

"Merlin, are you playing detective now?" Merlin Wilson adjusted his glasses, saying nothing, though his gaze lingered on Corrine's handiwork. A quiet acknowledgment settled over him before he sighed.

"I feel redundant here." As the most skilled doctor in their group, Merlin had never found himself at a loss before. And yet, here he was, standing in the presence of someone who made his expertise seem almost trivial.

Corrine had already done everything-handled it with such perfection that there was nothing left for him to do.

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It was a rare admission, but one that spoke volumes.

Moses might not understand the finer nuances of her technique, but even he could tell the treatment was impeccable.

No cast. No brace. Just sheer expertise.

Scratching his head, he made an effort to contribute.

"Maybe just prescribe smeds, Merlin?" After all, Corrine was the one injured, and Nate's concern for her was no small thing. Not to mention, Moses had just earned one hundred million, all thanks to her.

Merlin glanced at him, then at Nate, whose expression was solemn, unreadable.

LAST CHAPTEя$ in galFinally, he reached into his medical kit, retrieving a bottle of bruise-healing spray.

Corrine eyed the spray with mild disinterest but said nothing.

Something about her quiet gaze made Merlin feel... dismissed.

Before he could say anything, Nate plucked the bottle from his hands.

"I'll take care of it." Then, turning to Corrine, he said, "I've arranged for you to take leave. Go back when you're fully healed." Corrine didn't answer right away. A flicker of hesitation crossed her face, barely perceptible but there nonetheless.

Nate's voice dropped lower, firmer.

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"Did you hear me?" She exhaled lightly, mumbling, "Got it."

Jules, who had returned midway through the conversation, witnessed the exchange with mild amusement. A slow, knowing smile curled on his lips.

Over the years, he had never seen Corrine bow to anyone. But Nate!!! Nate seemed to be the exception. Just as the thought settled in his mind, his phone buzzed.

He stepped away to answer it.

"Did you find out?" A brief pause. Then, the voice on the other end confirmed,

"Yes, Mr. Ford. Based on our investigation... the person is Leah's assistant "

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