The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

The Betrayed Heiress' Return to Elegance 107

Chapter 107 Corrine's

Ordeal Was Far From Over

Gloria's voice cut through the tension once more. "Miss Holland, do you even understand what kind of establishment Timeless Treasures is? Tossing its name around like that-aren't you worried you'll lose your place in Lyhaton?"

Another relative chimed in almost immediately, saying, "Since you claim to have ties to Timeless Treasures, why don't you show us some proof? Until then, why should we believe you?"

"Buying a fake and trying to pass it off as genuine, then dragging Timeless Treasures into your web of lies-have you no shame?" someone added, their tone sharp with derision.

Timeless Treasures was no ordinary name. Its reputation was legendary. Despite changing owners several times, the mystery surrounding its true proprietor only added to its prestige. Even the president of the Antique Association deferred to them, a testament to their power in Lyhaton.

Another voice sneered, "Miss Holland, if you're going to fabricate a story, at least make it plausible. Do you really think we're that gullible?"

Seated at the head of the table, Farris clutched his cane with such force that his knuckles turned white. The intricate carving seemed to gleam under his iron grip, as though he might polish it smooth through sheer tension. "Corrine," he began, his voice heavy with unease. "It doesn't matter if the item is real or fake. I won't hold it against you. But please, just tell the truth."

into a debacle. Rita had seized the opportunity

he would let it slide, the Ashton family would become the

could only hope that Corrine would admit

up, preparing to respond, Bruce's voice sliced through the rising tension. "Today is my grandfather's birthday.

impossible to ignore, yet Corrine met

"I've disrupted his celebration? Bruce, just because you're choosing to ignore the truth doesn't mean the rest of us are

understood the root of the chaos- the Ashton

most of the guests too wary to voice their

audible, suggested, "Miss Holland, if you really are affiliated with Timeless Treasures, couldn't

had evidence, it would settle the matter and

indifference, "I don't have it." Diego

how someone could be so unwaveringly confident in such a

silence descended, stretching uncomfortably, until a commanding voice shattered it.

an elderly man in a neatly pressed gray suit entered at a