The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Chapter 66

Chapter 66 Blame Herself

Corrine nervously chewed on her lip, a flush of shyness creeping over her face as she hesitated, unsure how to respond.

At that moment, her phone rang unexpectedly. She quickly stood up and fished it out of her bag.

The sight of the caller ID made her eyes narrow, an icy chill settling over

her features.

Without a second thought, she declined the call, but it rang again,

relentless.

The phone rang insistently, its tone echoing in the silence, until, under Nate's watchful gaze, Corrine finally answered.

"Corrine, you've gone too far this time!" Bruce's voice blazed through the phone, unfiltered and accusing.

her voice laced with a touch of mockery. "Mr. Ashton, I'm curious-what gives you the

hate me, but you shouldn't be taking it out on Leah. She's innocent!" Bruce shot back, his tone as cold as ice as he listed her supposed wrongs. "Even if Leah made

but laugh bitterly. "She has no

sighed, a deep, disappointed sound that came through the phone like

you think I care?" Corrine sneered, her

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she was about to hang up, Bruce's voice stopped her. "This weekend is my grandfather's 80th birthday celebration. He hopes you

Corrine had first been introduced to the Ashton family, Farris Ashton, Bruce's grandfather, had

were on the verge of marriage, he'd even given her

still in Corrine's possession, and since her ties with Bruce had been severed, it

voice softened, urgency creeping in. "Whatever issues we have are between us. Don't involve my grandfather into

much he's cared for you these past three years.

a

bag, took a steadying breath, and turned to Nate, who had

brow furrowed slightly, his voice tinged