Chapter 25 Aim For The Top
Corrine’s fingers danced across the screen as she accepted the call.
“Corrine, shouldn’t you be in the ward?” Karina’s concerned voice flowed from the speaker, reaching Corrine’s attentive ears.
With a soft smile, Corrine responded, “I’ve stepped out and won’t be back for a while. Could you let the doctor know for me?”
“Sure, as long as you’re safe.” Karina let out a relieved sigh. “I’ve just talked to the doctor, and he mentioned you could complete the discharge paperwork tomorrow.”
“That works for me,” Corrine responded.
“Uh…” Karina paused, and then laughed softly. “A new commission came into my studio. The client is from the Seymour family; she has specifically asked for you to handle the design.”
Karina was set to inherit her father’s business and the Brooks family. fortune, but her real passion lay in fashion design.
She had established a luxury boutique called Redamancg five years ago, which, within just half a year, became a sensation in the fashion scene, quickly achieving fame.
Today, it had become a sought–after brand among the wealthy, with its value surpassing a hundred million.
Designs by Corry were in high demand, treasured like rare jewels by socialites.
Despite numerous offers from other fashion brands seeking her talents,
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Corry chose to remain a mystery, leading to the gradual end of such pursuits.
After contemplating, Corrine responded smoothly, “I’ll handle it, but once I return to the Ford family, I’ll be swamped with responsibilities. It might take a little longer for the new design.”
“That’s fine. The client said she’s willing to wait as long as you agree. She’s been dreaming of a wedding dress from you for her big day.” Karina’s voice brimmed with excitement and hope. “Darling, I can’t wait for you to lead us back to the top.”
A warm smile spread across Corrine’s face. “Then let’s aim for the top together.”
After the call, Corrine thought about her early dreams of designing wedding dresses, her smile fading at the memory.
She had once imagined herself in her creations, approaching Bruce at the altar. Yet, life had other plans, offering heartache instead of happiness.
Her deepest regret was giving her all to someone who never cared.
Before she could sink deeper into her reflections, a sudden crash disrupted
the silence.
It sounded as though something had broken.
Without a moment’s delay, Corrine stepped outside.
There, Penny Glyn, a maid, was on her knees, cautiously picking up pieces of broken ceramic.
“Miss Holland.” Penny looked up with a sheepish grin. “My apologies. It seems my hands aren’t as steady as they used to be.”
“Not to worry.” Corrine knelt beside her, beginning to help. “Let’s clean this up together.”
Penny gasped, touched by Corrine’s kindness. “Oh, you shouldn’t trouble
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yourself. I’ve got this. Be careful–the shards are sharp.”
Corrine offered a soft smile. “Don’t worry, I’ll be careful.”
As Corrine knelt to gather the broken pieces, Penny’s heart warmed visibly.
It became clear to her why Evelyn held Corrine in such high esteem.
Years at Evelyn’s side had shown Penny many cunning individuals, and she had become skilled at reading their motives.
Yet, Corrine stood apart from those who aspired to join the Hopkins family through marriage.
She had no hidden motives, only a calm composure that those women
didn’t have.
Her demeanor showed honesty and natural grace, qualities that were both rare and valued.
With the cleanup nearly complete, Penny took the shards from Corrine and asked politely, “Miss Holland, are there any foods you prefer to avoid?”
“Anything is fine,” Corrine responded with grace.
Penny’s expression softened. “Please, feel at ease here, Miss Holland. We wouldn’t want Mrs. Hopkins to think we’re not hospitable.”
Suddenly, a voice outside shouted, “Wow, the weather’s changed so suddenly!”
“Oh dear!” Penny’s expression shifted to concern as she hurried outside. “Mrs. Hopkins‘ prized orchids are still on the veranda. We must protect them from the rain!”
Evelyn spent many joyful hours with her cherished plants, which she adored.
Corrine, sensing Penny’s urgency, quickly followed her out.
Displayed on the veranda were several beautiful potted plants, one
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particular orchid catching Corrine’s eye–she had seen the same type at her grandfather’s place.
Corrine recalled a childhood memory when she knocked over her grandfather’s orchid. Instead of getting angry, he was more concerned about whether she was scared or hurt.
Years later, Jayden revealed to her that the orchid had been worth fifteen.
million.
Now, observing this orchid, Corrine’s curiosity about the Hopkins family’s status and wealth deepened.
As dark clouds gathered, Corrine realized there was no time to ponder. She lifted a potted plant and hurried to the safety of a nearby greenhouse.
“Miss Holland, you really should rest,” Penny called out, noting Corrine’s delicate stature. “We can manage the heavy lifting.”
Corrine assured her, “I’m fine, really.”
As a light drizzle turned into a steady rain, Corrine hastened her steps, cradling the plant protectively.
The rain made the garden path’s cobblestones slippery, causing her flat shoes to skid. Corrine lost her balance and fell toward the grass.
From a short distance, Penny shouted, “Miss Holland, be careful!”
