NovelFameChapter 1392: "Aren't you curious how you ended up here?" he asked, removing his glasses and cleaning them leisurely.
Corrine leaned back, her demeanor casual. “Curious? Hardly," she scoffed. "I thought you would use more sophisticated methods, but it seems you prefer underhanded tactics." Being directly insulted by a woman did not sit well with any man, least of all Bryant.
His gaze cooled, yet his smile remained—a dangerous, snake-like grin, sinister and poised. However, he quickly masked his emotions and put his glasses back on.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Now that we've reached this point, why pretend you're in control?" he challenged. "If you were truly wise, would you find yourself here? If you'd heeded my advice earlier, you wouldn't be in this predicament, would you?" A spark of mirth lit Corrine's eyes.
"Mr. Hopkins, your self-assurance is quite remarkable,” she retorted, her voice calm but dripping with sarcasm. Bryant frowned slightly, his sharp gaze piercing through Corrine as he tried to decipher her thoughts.
After a moment of contemplation, he asked, "Do you really think Nate will cto save you?" Upon hearing this, a subtle shift crossed Corrine's expression. This faint change was enough for Bryant to feel confident that he had grasped her intentions.
A smug satisfaction filled him. His eyes twinkled with a smirk as he glanced at his watch.
"Unfortunately, he's too preoccupied in Lyhaton, so it seems there's no way out this time," he said, his voice deliberate, each word landing like a hammer blow.
Corrine remained silent, her brow furrowing slightly.
The words echoed in her mind: Nate was too occupied in Lyhaton.
Fresh chapters live gVlWhat had happened there? Could Nate's injuries be related to the events in Lyhaton? Lost in thought, she didn't notice Bryant stand to leave.
At the door, he paused, turned back, and shot Corrine a penetrating look, a fierce glint flashing behind his glasses.
Despite Corrine's young age, her capabilities were not lost on Bryant. He remembered Andromache's previous underestimations all too well.
After he left, the interrogation room was engulfed in silence once more.
In the surveillance room, those observing Corrine's composed m demeanor exchanged curious glances. "Why is she still so composed?" one of them wondered aloud.
"What else can she do? Were you expecting her to break down? m apother dountered. "Not really, but I just think this whole situation is too—"
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