NovelFameChapter 1346: "You go ahead and finish your breakfast." Her tone held a new weight as she placed the coffee back on the table and rose to her feet.
The sound of the chair sliding back prompted Mandy to jump up from her seat. “Miss Holland, where are you going?" Corrine offered a faint smile, one that barely touched her lips, and gave Mandy a gentle pat on the shoulder. "Back to my room to change. Stay here. I will not be long." The moment she entered her room, Corrine took out her phone. Her fingers moved quickly, almost urgently, as she dialed Jules' number.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Tell me," she said the instant he answered, “what has been happening in Lyhaton?" Jules stubbed out his cigarette in the ashtray, the burn of the embers fading with a soft hiss. "Everything is normal at home. Do not worry." Since Jayden's incident, Jules had revamped his intelligence network. It was still under trial, but even in its early stages, it had proven useful-too efficient to let something slip by unnoticed.
Corrine knew Jules. If anything serious had occurred, he would have sensed it already. And yet, his vague reassurance only stirred the storm inside her.
Her eyes narrowed, a chill creeping into her gaze. "I want to know about Nate." A pause. A telling silence.
Jules inhaled deeply, the cigarette crackling as he took a long drag. "News about him is completely sealed off. Whatever is happening, it is under lock and key. Instead of asking me, you might want to go to him directly. Find out for yourself what he is hiding." First, Eaton had been escorted out of the research institute. Then, a new team had swept in, accelerating the drug trials. And now-total silence. It was all too orchestrated, too secretive.
Corrine had held onto a fragile thread of hope. But that thread snapped the moment Jules confirmed what she feared.
A heavy pressure pressed against her chest, wrapping around her like an unrelenting weight.
Her lungs and heart felt like invisible coils tightening around them. She struggled to breathe, as if her emotions were suffocating her from within.
Her grip on the phone tightened until her knuckles turned pale. She drew in a steadying breath and spoke in a low, cool voice, hoarse from the weight in her throat. “I understand." After the call ended, she stood in silence, eyes unfocused as she stared at the boundless stretch of sea and sky outside her window.
Then, as if pulled by instinct, she reached for her phone again and dialed Vulture's number.
The line rang. And kept ringing, with no answer. The contentis Sn novelenglish.net!
If he were in the field, a temporary lapse in communication might be expected. But he had just arrived in Lyhaton. His silence now felt deliberate-calculated.
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