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.

Donnelly's panicked voice erupted in the

"If

cut out your tongue!" The same haughty voice came, followed

like ice water. Donnelly had been

mask of glacial determination. "What

the reputation of Timeless Treasures' owner- straight to the point," the kidnapper sneered through the phone. "Fifty million dollars,

the dock in an hour! Or

The line went dead.

as she contemplated

could he have

lightning, memory struck: the suspicious vehicle that had tailed

yesterday,

hesitation, she contacted Jules

at the docks, but at an abandoned construction

steered her car toward the location. Meanwhile, Leah was returning from a shopping excursion with a friend when Corrine's car

darkened

birthday party, where her counterfeit gift had exposed her before the Ashton family, still burned fresh

stormed into the antique shop to demand a refund. But instead of getting what

ever since, and the sight of her now stoked

watched Corrine's car with narrowed

in Lyhaton-no friends, no family, no obligations. So, where

Corrine hiding something? A secret she