The box looked familiar; it was from the same place she had eaten at in Caelus last time.
The taste was excellent.
She had been craving it since she got back.
The words of refusal reached her lips but suddenly took a turn: "Alright."
—
At the cafe.
"That's about it."
After Coralie finished speaking, she placed a complete report in front of Juniper.
"Ms. Payne, I'd appreciate it if you could pass this on to Mr. Schwartz." Coralie stared at her, her attitude incredibly sincere. "This partnership is truly very important to me."
Juniper looked up from the pastry, her eyes sweeping over the red and swollen back of Coralie's hand, her pupils contracting slightly.
It was hurt that badly?
She took the report and skimmed through it. It had absolutely nothing to do with casinos.
"Ms. Quill, you are from Caelus, and Westshore Casino is doing quite well. Why bother coming to Borealia to struggle?"
Borealia was the financial center of all the continents; its dominant position had long been established.
Trying to get a piece of the pie now—wasn't that just a pipe dream?
Coralie was no fool; she knew her priorities.
"It's not entirely for the money." Coralie nodded, moving her red lips. "I used to be from Borealia. So were my parents and siblings."
"It's just that an accident happened later, and they all passed away. That's when I went to Caelus."
"Starting a business in Borealia is just to give me a reason to come back whenever I want."
"I don't have a family, so I want to build one for myself."
Hearing this, Juniper's fingers trembled slightly, and she looked at her with deep eyes.
Even with the heavy makeup, it couldn't hide the disappointment in Coralie's eyes.
She was serious.
If she remembered correctly, she had heard Coralie was an orphan.
She didn't expect there to be someone else in the world with as tragic a fate as hers.

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