The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Chapter 80

Chapter 80 May They Last

Forever

"Mr. Ashton, didn't you just declare with such confidence that we could name any price? What's the matter now-getting cold feet already?" Corrine's lips curled into a faint, mocking smile as her eyes lingered on Bruce.

Bruce's gaze remained locked on her, searching desperately for a flicker of sadness, anger-anything that hinted at lingering emotions.

But her face was unreadable, detached, as though she were addressing a complete stranger. The chill in her demeanor left Bruce with a gnawing sense of loss, like a man clutching at sand slipping through his fingers.

Was it truly possible for her to cast aside three years of shared memories so easily? Or had she already replaced him in her heart-with that man he had met at Gourmet Spot?

"Corrine, have you lost your mind?" Karina hissed as she rushed to Corrine's side, lowering her voice to a sharp whisper. "How can you let her have the dress? Don't you know those two are planning to announce their engagement?"

In Karina's world, the best revenge was to deny Leah what she wanted most.

She'd rather shred the dress to ribbons than let that scheming woman walk away with it.

Destroying the dress would accomplish nothing -it'd only cost her. Making Leah pay through the nose for it? Now,

Mr. Ashton is so eager to open his wallet for a lady's smile, who am I to refuse?" Corrine replied coolly, one brow arching as a sly smile tugged at her lips. Her voice dripped with irony. "Or are you reconsidering,

knew Bruce's pride well. A man so used to admiration would never tolerate being questioned, especially not

expression hardened, a glint of frost in his sharp features as

now you hesitate. Makes me wonder if your so-called 'true love' holds any real value to

stammered, the outrageous price striking her like a slap. Her face flushed with fury as she turned on Corrine. "Are you out of

a more civilized way to take your money? So, what's it going to be, Mr. Ashton? Are you in or

the tension evident as he

curled upward in triumph as she nodded to a nearby

Corrine said, her tone thick with irony. She paused briefly, as though savoring her words, and then added with a faint

so-called blessing, a sarcastic thought bubbling in her mind.

distance, it seemed like the perfect sentiment for them.

the transaction wrapped up, Bruce couldn't help but

time.

from her spot, standing tall with an air of unshakable composure. There was a quiet elegance about her that demanded respect