The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Chapter 73

Chapter 73 Pull Strings

Corrine trailed the man in black to the vehicle, where Matias, positioned at the front, courteously said, "Miss Holland, this way please."

Corrine's eyebrow twitched slightly as she bent to step into the car, pretending to be surprised. "Oh, what are the odds of seeing you here?" Her smile barely masked the insincerity.

Nate caught the fleeting sparkle in her eyes, his lips curving into a knowing grin. "Miss Holland, you suspected, didn't you?"

"The Brighton Group," Corrine responded, her tone revealing no surprise at the revelation. Despite this, her instincts whispered that the man beside her held a status beyond that of the group's CEO.

Their gazes locked, and a trace of warmth flickered across his expression. "Would you care to join me for lunch?"

"Absolutely," Corrine responded, dropping all pretense.

As Nate's car started, it brushed past Bruce's vehicle.

From behind the gradually ascending window, Bruce caught a fleeting glimpse of Corrine's face.

Corrine was unaware of his watchful gaze, her face alight with a radiant smile while she spoke with Nate.

With a blank expression, Bruce watched the Rolls-Royce disappear into the distance. He pondered whether Corrine had switched her allegiances to another

company.

What other explanation could there be for her being here?

Lost in his thoughts, he barely heard his assistant's voice. "Mr. Ashton?"

call that Bruce snapped back to reality. Regaining his composure, he

available at the

to Gourmet Spot,"

yet the image of Corrine's enchanting smile lingered in his

his assistant replied,

surprise mixed with mischief colored Corrine's features as she looked at Nate. "Project details are usually confidential. You're overstepping a bit, don't you think,

his gaze deepening as he admired her smiling face. "The redevelopment plans for the old southern district don't justify a five billion investment if it's

flicker of amusement crossed Corrine's eyes. "Trying to pull some

Mr. Hopkins?"

tenderly. He leaned closer, his breath warm against her cheek, his voice low and enticing. "Would you consider

deepened, adding a charismatic charm to

she regained composure.

than mere acquaintances, aren't we?"

hand aside and

I haven't

already

to get a little closer and deepen our

a

of arguing was

two and a half billion for fifty percent of the shares." Nate went back to their initial

an eyebrow, responding without hesitation,

"Forty-five percent."

"Deal."

front seats, the driver and Matias exchanged