Chapter 178 The Two Of You Are Truly Well-…
The disturbance in the entrance hall caught the attention of many, prompting them to move toward the noise, yet they halted upon spotting Nate nearby. He observed Corrine with a quiet intensity.
Bathed in the warm, yellow glow of the hallway lights, Nate’s features appeared especially striking and his profile, sharply defined.
Draping his suit jacket over one arm, he casually slid into a chair, crossing his legs. comfortably.
The smirk playing on his lips, usually hidden by his indifference, now held a teasing charm that seemed to draw in everyone’s gaze, radiating an inviting warmth.
In Lyhaton, only individuals of considerable influence had the privilege of unrestricted access to the Gourmet Spot.
The staff, hesitant to intervene and wary of causing a stir, opted to quietly alert their manager, Winfred Walker.
Yet, Winfred was already positioned behind Nate, studying his expressions with keen
interest.
He could see that Nate was not planning to step in; rather, he seemed to relish. watching the unfolding drama, much like a parent amused by their child’s playful antics, confident in their child’s ability to handle the situation.
Leah, sprawled on the floor, became acutely aware of the scornful looks directed at her. She clenched her fists and cast her eyes downward, struggling to contain her growing bitterness.
“Oh dear, Miss Burgess, are you alright?” Corrine’s voice dripped with insincere concern. as she peered down at Leah. “I was just trying to assist you with those heels, but it seems you’re a bit too clumsy.”
Leah’s gaze shot up to meet Corrine’s, her expression twisting with fury, her body tense
with the urge to retaliate.
“Corrine, what are you doing?” The situation was suddenly pierced by Bruce’s stern
inquiry.
As Bruce approached, his concern was evident when he noticed Leah on the floor. He swiftly bent down, offering a gentle hand to help her up and carefully cradled her in his
arms.
“Bruce…” Leah whispered, her voice tinged with a feigned frailty as she leaned into him, her eyes brimming with tears that tugged at Bruce’s heartstrings.
She was adept at stirring Bruce’s compassion.
Choosing to remain silent rather than confront Corrine openly, Leah portrayed herself
as a victim of undeserved mistreatment.
This tactic seemed her best bet to garner Bruce’s sympathy, convincing him that Corrine was the aggressor.
Bruce’s heart sank further upon seeing Leah’s sorrowful expression. “Corrine, how can you act so irrationally? There’s no need for aggression, even if you disagree with Leah!”
He then noticed the bruises on Leah’s wrist, his eyes darkening with disapproval and contempt as he stared at Corrine.
To him, Corrine seemed a true villain.
Corrine, catching Bruce’s accusatory gaze, responded with a derisive smirk, saying, “If you find me so objectionable, Bruce, keep your distance. I’m not here to cater to your
comfort.”
At that moment, as Bruce intervened, Nate approached and stood by Corrine, his arm protectively around her. His tone was cold and resolute. “Humans may be biased, but the camera’s lens is not. Would you care to review the footage and see the truth?”
Leah’s hands clenched tighter, a surge of fear flashing across her face.
Corrine, looking over at Bruce with a dismissive glance, twisted her mouth into a
scornful smile.
“The two of you are truly well–matched,” she sneered, her words laced with biting
sarcasm and derision.
As Corrine turned to walk away, Bruce’s expression grew troubled. He instinctively
wanted to follow her.
