The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

The Betrayed Heiress' Return to Elegance 126

Chapter 126 The Unknown

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Carl quickly collected himself, his tone steady as he said, "This weekend, Quentin Seymour's granddaughter is getting married, and I need you to attend her wedding ceremony with me."

"Alright," Corrine responded, her voice calm and composed.

But before her agreement fully settled, Carl continued, "Quentin mentioned that the Seymour family will have a special guest this time. He's about your age, and I think you two might share some common interests. I'd like you to show him around Lyhaton

while he's here."

Corrine's brows drew together in a sharp frown.

Carl asking her to attend the wedding ceremony for Quentin's granddaughter was clearly just a convenient cover.

It was obvious the real plan was to orchestrate a convenient meeting between her and this so-called special guest.

boyfriend," Corrine said, her eyes briefly shifting to her desk as

Nate's expression darkened, his irritation

guest's name, Nate immediately knew who it was. His thoughts churned as he quietly plotted how to deal with Moses and

company, and my workload is overwhelming. Why not have

his tone almost fatherly. "Besides, only the two of us are aware of this arrangement. As long as you don't mention anything,

forced a strained smile,

Carl thought they were alone, there were, in fact, three

utter a word, Nate had already

a chess game to attend, so I'll take my leave," Carl declared, his voice carrying the weight of his years, as he leaned on

look. "Corrine, your mother always wanted nothing more than for you to be safe and happy.

the light in Corrine's eyes dimmed. She forced a small, strained

briskly to his car, his steps heavy with unspoken worry. The butler, seated in the passenger seat, glanced at Carl's furrowed

let out a weary sigh. "No. She didn't say a word." Suddenly, he let out a soft chuckle that didn't

ask Waldo to dig deeper

hold back if he uncovers something. And if that happens, there's no telling how far he'll go.

the towering Ford Group building ahead, his expression hard to read. Then he leaned