The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

The Betrayed Heiress' Return to Elegance 123

Chapter 123 Will You Move

In With Me

"It's a promise!" Corrine said, her smile radiant as her gaze locked onto his.

Nate's eyes softened as he took in her glowing face, an invisible pull urging him to lean

in closer.

Instinctively, she tilted back, her eyes glimmering with a trace of nervousness.

His familiar scent wrapped around her, calming yet disarming.

He stopped mere inches away, his intense stare holding her captive as their breaths intertwined. His lips parted. "It's a promise."

His voice, deep and velvety, carried the warmth of aged wine, a tone that lingered in the air and in her thoughts.

Corrine felt her heart skip wildly, her fingers curling slightly against her side. Clearing

her throat, she said, "Could you, um, step back a little?"

and unease that made her feel

like this in the future, so you should start getting used to it," Nate said, his intense gaze falling to her slightly parted lips. "May

didn't ask for permission

now he decided to play the

mind me

him, utterly at a

mind raced, searching for

sound of a knock on the door broke

herself, her

room, her sharp eyes immediately

together, her

Strange.

him earlier. How did

herself, brushing the thought aside, and walked up to Corrine. "Miss Holland, here are the documents you

nodded slightly, sparing a quick glance upward, only to catch Natasha's eyes

sharp appraisal, as though

silent interrogation, seemed more interested in leisurely admiring the office's

toward Corrine as if on the verge of speaking, but ultimately left

his fingers, the corners of his

the card from his hand with ease, slipping it into her