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Corrine climbed into Nate’s car just as her phone rang. It was Carl. “Corrine, are you off work?” he asked.

“Grandpa,” she responded, instinctively ncing at Nate. “I have ns tonight, so I won’t being home.”

There was a pause on the other end, but Carl quickly recovered.

“Alright,” he said, his voice calm again.

After the call ended, Corrine noticed the car wasn’t heading toward Celtis Estate. “Where are we going?” she asked.

“To Meonerth Resort,” Nate responded. “Moses is throwing a party there tonight.”

Corrine nodded in acknowledgment. Since the Ashton family had lost itspetitive edge, Moses had swiftly taken control of the southern district.

Meonerth Resort, as it happened, was located there.

Rumor had it the resort once belonged to a warlord who was forced to flee after losing power.

The governmentter auctioned off the property, which was renovated and redesigned in a distinctive architectural style. But the sess was short-lived.

The new owner went bankrupt, and the resort was put up for auction again.

That was when Moses acquired it.

After purchasing the estate, hepletely revamped it, blending various design elements to craft something unique.

Under his management, Meonerth Resort was transformed into a luxurious retreat for the elite.

To preserve its exclusivity, a strict membership system was introduced. Every client underwent extensive screening before being granted ess.

As Moses liked to say, the more exclusive and refined a ce was, the more status it conferred.

After all, in high society, money wasn’t the measure of worth—status was.

At the entrance, the resort’s stone walls were adorned with intricate carvings. Upon opening the gates, one would immediately notice arge music fountain, beams of colorful light dancing to the rhythm of the melody.

Beyond the fountainy the entrance to the garden.

The corridors were lined with blue gauze curtains, gently swaying in the breeze, casting a dreamy, poetic ambiance beneath the moonlight.

Past the garden was the true heart of the gathering.

Each private room wasbeled alphabetically.

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Corrine followed Nate through the corridor. As they passed a painting hanging on the wall, she slowed to take a closer look. “Is this the painting that sold for 340 million recently?” she asked.fne0e5 Find the newest release on Find_Novel(./fne0e5

“Yes. Moses only hung it here to enhance the ambiance,” Nate responded casually.

Just then, the door to Room A opened, and Moses stepped out. Spotting them in the corridor, he asked, “Why aren’t you going in?”

Upon noticing their gaze fixed on the artwork, Moses approached with a grin. “Do you like it?” he asked Corrine.

“Name your price,” Corrine raised an eyebrow.

Though Moses and Nate were close, Corrine was well aware of the importance of boundaries. She wouldn’t take the painting without paying for it.

“No need for money,” Moses waved her off with a chuckle. “I don’t care much for it, honestly. I’ll have someone pack it up and send it to you.”

A flicker of surprise passed through Corrine’s eyes.

Was he really going to give away something worth 340 million just like that? She opened her mouth to say something, but Nate slipped an arm around her shoulders. “He’s trying to make you happy. Just ept it,” he said.

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