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.

help?" she offered, her

shrugging off his jacket and

stood silently, awaiting

a measured breath, Corrine stepped forward

silk felt luxuriously smooth

likely tightened by his earlier frustration, required careful manipulation

loosen.

closer, her slender fingers working

fabric.

the circle of

long lashes fluttering like butterfly wings, Her features captivated him-the delicate

concentration

her slim waist,

retreated instinctively, like

dangerously as he gazed at her, his dominant

away until her heel caught

his

himself on the sofa, one knee planted beside

tall

though cold, carried a

was just an accident. Could

swift refusal accompanied his descent until his lips barely grazed

a man; why do you need