The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

The Betrayed Heiress' Return to Elegance 142

Chapter 142 Kidnapping

"Finally, you picked up!" Donnelly's deep voice burst through the line, brimming with excitement but quivering ever so slightly, like a rope about to snap.

Corrine arched a brow, her tone carrying a sharp edge of skepticism. "Alright, spill it. How much do you need this time?"

She knew Donnelly too well. The man rarely called unless his wallet was gasping

for

air.

Donnelly was a decent soul, no doubt about it, but common sense seemed to flee him

whenever a rare artifact hit the auction block.

So, when she heard his voice on the other end of the line, it wasn't hard to

connect the dots. But then, her assumption crumbled like a house of cards.

"Are you Miss Holland?" A harsh, haughty voice cut through the receiver, dripping with

arrogance.

she could respond, Donnelly's panicked voice erupted

"If

behave, I'll cut out your tongue!" The same haughty voice came, followed by the sickening thud of a

revelation struck Corrine like ice water. Donnelly had

a mask

Holland, you truly embody the reputation of Timeless Treasures' owner- straight to the point," the kidnapper sneered through

an hour! Or the

The line went dead.

raced as she contemplated

could he have possibly

a bolt of lightning, memory struck: the suspicious vehicle that had tailed

yesterday,

Jules to trace Donnelly's

him not at the docks, but

location. Meanwhile, Leah was returning from a shopping excursion with a friend when Corrine's car caught

features darkened with

her counterfeit gift had exposed

she had stormed into the antique shop to demand a refund. But instead of getting what she wanted,

Corrine had festered ever since, and the sight of

Corrine's car with

in Lyhaton-no friends, no family, no obligations. So, where could she be rushing off to? Leah's gaze lingered. The car wasn't heading toward Timeless Treasures.

A secret she wouldn't dare let the world