The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

The Betrayed Heiress' Return to Elegance 48

Chapter 48 Spineless

Corrine couldn't help but marvel at Rita's remarkable ability to point fingers.

With merely a few words, Rita could ignite a firestorm of anger within her.

Her eyes flashed with icy precision, piercing Rita like sharpened daggers. "You believe I'm clinging to him? Have

you forgotten how your brother desperately begged me to rescue the Ashton family?"

Rita instinctively recoiled, seeking shelter beside Leah.

The other woman maintained her gentle facade, though a fleeting glimmer of contempt crossed her eyes.

In Leah's eyes, Rita was so spineless.

Leah adopted an understanding tone. "Corrine, perhaps we could all have dinner together? An opportunity to clear the air and prevent misunderstandings. I'm certain Bruce would agree."

remained cold

pointing accusingly. "You're

broke through the commotion, calm but

he approached, his eyes landed on Corrine, and for a fleeting moment,

grown accustomed to seeing her in her signature black business attire,

tonight, she was a revelation in

and crimson lips added an edge of allure. This was no accident-it felt like a declaration of

to him, Leah noticed the spark of distraction in Bruce's eyes, and a chill settled in her chest. Her fingers curled into a fist at her side before she composed herself, slipping into his arm with practiced grace. "Bruce," she began with a soft, disarming

around Bruce's waist in a subtle but unmistakable gesture of

a fondness that seemed almost too

like a cold mist. Her lips curled

voice rose, sharp and grating. "We're inviting you to dinner

sneered. "Lonsong

wind, locked onto Rita's, freezing

could summon a reply, Corrine