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 offered, her tone

her words, decisively shrugging off his jacket and

stood

a measured breath, Corrine stepped forward and reached

deep blue silk felt luxuriously smooth beneath

by his

loosen.

her slender fingers working at the

fabric.

of his arms, intoxicated

Her features captivated him-the delicate nose,

concentration

her slim waist, drawing her

instinctively, like

dangerously as he

her heel caught the sofa's

still hooked in his tie, pulled him down

himself on the sofa, one knee

head. His tall frame

to apologize through actions?" His voice, though cold, carried a seductive

just an accident. Could you please get

his descent until his lips barely

man; why do you need a