The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

The Betrayed Heiress' Return to Elegance 112

Chapter 112 Apology

Nate's claim of being her protector stirred something in Corrine's heart.

In this chaotic world, there really existed a kind of rare and unexplainable bond-a connection where someone embraced her cold exterior and accepted her completely, without question.

Corrine's heart felt as though it had been struck by something powerful, yet soothing. A warmth seeped into the cracks of her guarded emotions, wrapping around her heart like a tender embrace and spreading through her entire being.

At this moment, an overwhelming urge washed over her. She wanted nothing more than to run to him, throw her arms around him, and whisper, "Thank you, Nate."

She wanted to thank him for stepping in when the world seemed against her, bringing her light in the midst of shadow.

She was grateful to him for choosing to stand with her, without needing a single

reason.

Farris, although oblivious to Nate's full identity, could sense an aura of authority radiating from him.

His brows furrowed slightly as his sharp gaze darted between Nate and Corrine. Finally, he exhaled heavily and barked in a cold, commanding tone, "What are you all standing there for? Apologize immediately! Otherwise, don't think about setting foot in this

house again!"

loomed heavy in the air. If anyone from

now, it was clear he wouldn't hesitate to sever

knew what that could mean-the family assets would all

of them finally stepped forward, his voice shaky with

seated comfortably in her chair. Her expression didn't change as she toyed with the coffee cup in

It was as though she

tension thickened in the room. No one dared move or speak, their hesitation

He nudged his wife, Gloria, from behind with an impatient hand. "What are you standing

glare at him, her frustration bubbling over. "Why are you pushing me?

Dexter. Farris wasn't getting any younger, and if this incident led to their being cut off from the inheritance, the loss would be

who usually deferred to his domineering wife, stood his ground for once.

her eyes glistening with unshed tears. "Dexter, how could you... how could you even mention divorce

"I'll make it simple-either you apologize to

scanned the faces of the Ashton family, silently pleading for someone to step in. But all she was met with were cold, disapproving stares. Their expressions carried a quiet reproach, as if sharp daggers were aimed at

direction.

the first time, she felt the stark

her trembling hands into fists at

voice was so faint, it barely reached the