The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Chapter 57

Chapter 57 Many Secrets

As soon as the words left Matias' lips, an unsettling silence descended over the car, heavy as a shroud.

Matias silently cursed himself, wishing he could rewind time and bite his tongue. With a tentative glance at Nate's expression, he scrambled to recover. "Miss Holland's performance tonight was truly... remarkable," he ventured cautiously.

Nate's frown deepened, and Matias' thoughts raced, searching for an escape hatch. Then, like a desperate gambler playing his last card, he added, "Only a woman like her could possibly be worthy of you, sir."

It worked. The tension in Nate's jaw eased, and the storm cloud that had darkened his face lifted.

Matias exhaled internally, his respect for Corrine skyrocketing. In his mind, she had ascended to near-divine status.

He even made a mental note to pray before bed, giving thanks for her unintended rescue.

"You did well tonight," Nate remarked, his deep voice carrying its usual chill but with an undertone that Matias couldn't quite decipher.

Matias froze. Was Nate praising him? For what? Could it be related to

Corrine?

had nothing to do with the video

lips curled into a cryptic smile, his tone laced with something almost indulgent. "She has her secrets,"

than to Matias.

to Ford Mansion, the night was well past

bouquet of roses

she was drying her damp hair when her phone, resting

languid drawl. "Someone's snooping into

you?" Corrine asked, her tone as casual as if she were discussing the

other end scoffed, dripping with mock

Come on. I'm the

Corrine teased,

end, bristled. "Corrine, insult me if you must, ignore

humiliate me like this!"

a revered, albeit unofficial, member of the hacker alliance, Jules prided himself

a faint smile. "Then what are you so

a long pause, he grumbled, "I cleaned

"I didn't ask for your help, Jules. I could've handled it myself. In fact, I haven't even called you out for botching