The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

The Betrayed Heiress' Return to Elegance 163

Chapter 163 Do You Miss

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Corrine entered her grandfather's car.

She stole a glance at him, noting the slight sternness in his expression. She obediently greeted, "Good evening, Grandpa."

"Something so serious happened, and you didn't even think to call me?" Carl huffed, but despite his scolding tone, his eyes held an unmistakable glimmer of concern.

Corrine could tell he wasn't truly upset, so she flashed a bright, disarming smile. "I didn't want to worry you, Grandpa. Besides, look at me now-I'm perfectly fine."

As she spoke, she wrapped her arm around his and rested her head on his shoulder, her voice laced with playful affection. “Grandpa, don't be mad. I promise it won't happen again."

Carl looked down at his granddaughter snuggling up to him, and for a moment, it was as if he were seeing his beloved daughter instead.

His cloudy eyes softened, and he gently ran his fingers through her silky hair. "You really do take after your mother."

Corrine's smile faltered slightly.

It had been a long time since anyone had spoken of her mother.

her uncles and grandfather avoided the topic, as if silence could erase

truth of her absence.

she asked softly, her

shook his head. "I've

with me."

at the Ford family's mansion,

household returned as

in

cane, his gaze fixed on an oil painting hanging

the wall.

setting sun, a lone deer standing at its entrance, as if silently guiding-or perhaps warning-those who

forward.

held a strange, almost haunting

renowned artist, but that of Kiley, the

the eldest, ‘spoke first. “I've erased everything

of trouble."

behind the

sons and grandson. His voice

admitted they were following Leah

reclined in his chair, setting his cane aside.

know,