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!"

unspoken threat loomed heavy in the air. If anyone from

clear he wouldn't hesitate to

declining, everyone knew what that could mean-the family assets would

to contain his unease, one of them finally stepped forward, his voice shaky with urgency. "Miss Holland, I—I'm sorry. I misjudged you earlier, and

seated comfortably in her chair. Her expression didn't change as she toyed

was as though she was

looks as the awkward tension thickened in the

Ashton, Bruce's uncle, broke the silence. He nudged his wife, Gloria, from behind

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

Dexter. Farris wasn't getting any younger, and if this incident led

wife, stood his ground for once. His voice

unshed tears. "Dexter, how could you... how could you even mention divorce

face dark with anger. "I'll make it simple-either you apologize to Miss Holland right now, or we're through. And don't

was met with were cold, disapproving

direction.

the first time,

visible effort, Gloria clenched her trembling hands into fists at her sides. Her lips quivered as

voice was so faint, it barely reached the ears of those closest