The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

The Betrayed Heiress' Return to Elegance 156

Chapter 156 Stir Up Some Excitement

Carl stood in the garden of the Ford family residence, methodically trimming the hedges. He set the scissors down, took a step back to inspect his work, and asked in an even tone, "Did Corrine call today?"

The butler hesitated.

Since the day Corrine moved out, Carl had asked the same question every day. And the answer remained unchanged-she hadn't called, not even once.

Keeping his expression composed, the butler responded, "Sir, Miss Holland just took over the company. She's likely too busy to make personal calls."

Carl scoffed, his grip tightening around his cane, "Busy? That's a poor excuse!"

He turned and strode toward the house, his sharp gaze catching a group of servants. huddled together, eyes glued to a phone screen.

They were so engrossed they didn't even notice his presence until the butler cleared his

throat.

Startled, they scrambled to their feet. "Sir!"

Carl barely spared them a glance. "What are you watching?"

servant holding the phone stammered, fumbling to hide it behind her back. But in her panic, the device

Carl's feet.

bent down, picked it up, and his eyes narrowed

screen-Corrine.

cameras flashing in her face, reporters crowding around her with microphones

way the world worked. Live

moments like this became public

surrounding Corrine, this situation was far

the servant. His expression darkened. "Get the car. Now!" Without hesitation, he turned on his heel and strode

hurried after him, barely

eyes glued to the live stream. "See? I told you it was Miss Holland, but you insisted I was

She's always had

decided

Who are these people?" A voice, laced with excitement,

lean in closer.

strode inside. The leader, dressed in a sleek black executive jacket, stood out-not just because of his graying hair but also because of the undeniable

was slightly more casual, yet his presence

outranked them all.