The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

The Betrayed Heiress' Return to Elegance 113

Chapter 113 Let This Be

The Last Time

Gloria clenched her fists so tightly that her nails dug into her palms, leaving faint crescents in her skin. Yet, she felt no pain, only the sting of humiliation. Lowering her gaze to the floor, she forced her pride down and bent slightly. "Miss Holland, I'm sorry. I was wrong!"

The sound of the coffee cup being set down on the table echoed in the tense silence, the deliberate thud making the Ashton family collectively flinch.

Corrine's gaze rose slowly, her eyes locking onto Gloria. Her voice was calm but firm. "Let this be the last time."

Without waiting for a response, she stood to leave. But as her eyes swept the room, she realized Nate was no longer there. His presence had disappeared as quietly as a wisp of smoke, leaving her to wonder if the earlier moments had been nothing but a fleeting dream.

"Wait a moment." Farris' gravelly voice stopped her in her tracks.

She turned back, her expression composed but curious.

Farris retrieved a document from a nearby drawer-the share transfer agreement he had prepared in advance. Holding it out to her, he said solemnly, "You came today with kind intentions to celebrate my birthday, only for it to descend into chaos. Take this as compensation from me."

The sight of the contract sent a ripple of panic through the crowd.

"What do you think you're doing?" one relative blurted out. "How can you just hand over company shares to an outsider?"

glare silenced them instantly, his voice like

plainly on their faces, but they dared not

pressing into a

said with

no intention of taking anything from the Ashton family-neither their compensation nor their lingering

his tone almost pleading. "If you don't accept it, I won't be able to forgive

lot, and now this chaos... If you turn it down, how can I ever face you

smile, though it didn't quite reach her eyes.

any further attempts

briefly, his tone softening as he

attend the anniversary

intent. The reason behind the proposed five percent share transfer

faint, mocking smile tugged at the corners of her

world came without

coolly, turning on her heel and walking away without waiting for

briefly on the gem Leah had gifted Farris earlier, a

her subtle glance, and his brows furrowed slightly, his curiosity piqued. "Why is this

room's attention shifted to the gem as if drawn by an invisible thread, curiosity flickering in their eyes. Was there more to this gift