The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

The Betrayed Heiress' Return to Elegance 17

Chapter 17 Make Her Beg

For Mercy

Rita's eyes sparkled with excitement, her face aglow with delight. She was certain that one slap from Tracy would leave Corrine's cheek puffed up like a balloon.

Tracy's hand whipped through the air, carrying a fierce gust of wind, but just as it was about to strike Corrine's cheek, she caught it firmly.

Tracy's eyes widened in shock as she stared at Corrine.

Instinctively, she struggled to break free, but her wrist was held fast. Panic flickered in her eyes. "Corinne, what on earth are you doing?" she demanded.

Corrine's mocking smile stretched across her face. She leaned in, her voice laced with sarcasm. "I was taught to show respect to the elderly and care for the young. But if you insist on flaunting your authority, I won't hesitate to give you a taste of your own medicine."

"How dare you!" Tracy's face flushed with anger, her teeth clenched in outrage. "Corinne, you're begging for

trouble! Bruce won't forgive you for this!"

Corrine chuckled lightly and suddenly released Tracy's wrist. "Whether he forgives me or not is none of my

concern."

tumbling to the floor, but Rita rushed to steady

Tracy scoffed, biting her lip in frustration, and turned away without a

Rita couldn't help but grumble, "Mom, Corinne

teach her a

her voice laced with frustration as she

Rita murmured reluctantly, "Okay."

hiding the

remember this slap, and one day, Corinne would

finally found herself in the rare

her eyes, savoring the stillness-until, once again, the

"Can't v

Corrine muttered under her breath, her annoyance thick in

toward

but a

presence seemed almost deliberate.

of politeness. "And

Jimenez, Mr. Hopkins' special assistant," he said, offering a courteous nod.

Hopkins... the connection was clear in

Mr. Hopkins' kindness, but I don't accept gifts without a proper reason. Please, take them