The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

The Betrayed Heiress' Return to Elegance 127

Chapter 127 Biting His Adam's Apple

If it wasn't for the first reason, then what could it possibly be?

Corrine's gaze narrowed, suspicion flickering in the depths of her eyes.

She couldn't shake the feeling that her grandfather was keeping something significant from her.

Could there be some hidden truth about her, buried deep beneath the surface?

Her thoughts churned, a tangled mix of confusion and frustration. She raised a hand, pinching the bridge of her nose as if trying to push away the storm of questions swirling in her mind.

"Corrine, don't you think I deserve a proper explanation?" Nate's deep voice resonated

behind her, carrying an ominous chill.

His words snapped her back to the present moment.

She turned to find him unbuttoning his suit jacket and tugging at his tie with growing

irritation.

The more he pulled, the tighter it became, his impatience manifesting in the deepening

furrow of his brow.

some help?" she

paused at her words, decisively shrugging off his

stood

breath, Corrine stepped forward and reached for his

silk felt luxuriously smooth

tightened by his earlier frustration, required

loosen.

her slender fingers working at the

fabric.

observed her within the circle of his arms, intoxicated by her subtle

eyes narrowed slightly, long lashes fluttering like butterfly wings, Her features captivated him-the delicate nose,

concentration enchanted

slim waist, drawing

retreated instinctively, like a

dark eyes glinting dangerously as he gazed at her, his

backing away until her heel caught the sofa's edge,

his tie, pulled him down with

himself on the sofa, one knee planted beside her, his arms

tall frame enveloped

a seductive undertone that

an accident. Could you

swift refusal accompanied his descent until his lips barely grazed her

man; why do you need a