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.

you like some help?" she offered, her tone gentle

her words, decisively shrugging off his jacket and tossing it onto

sofa. He stood silently,

a measured breath, Corrine stepped forward and

felt luxuriously smooth beneath

knot, likely tightened by his earlier frustration, required

loosen.

slender fingers working

fabric.

circle of

slightly, long lashes fluttering like butterfly wings, Her features captivated

quiet concentration

encircled her slim waist,

like

eyebrow arched upward, dark eyes glinting dangerously as

until her heel caught the

in his

sofa, one knee planted beside her,

head. His tall frame enveloped her

His voice, though cold, carried a

an accident. Could

accompanied his descent until his lips barely

do you need a sense of