The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

The Betrayed Heiress' Return to Elegance 168

Chapter 168 The Distinguished Guest

Carl leaned forward, his protective nature evident in every word. "She's my only granddaughter, and I must choose carefully. Her future isn't something to be decided lightly."

"Indeed," Quentin acknowledged, stroking his chin thoughtfully. "Though with Corrine's prestigious background, our search in Lyhaton may prove more complex than

anticipated."

A wave of discomfort washed over Corrine as she absorbed their words.

Her unease deepened when Carl turned to Quentin, his eyes gleaming with purpose. "Do you have any promising candidates in mind?"

The two men exchanged knowing looks, years of friendship allowing for wordless communication. "As a matter of fact," Quentin began, "I believe I do."

Before he could elaborate, his trusted butler burst into the room, face flushed with urgency as he whispered something crucial in Quentin's ear.

Quentin's normally composed demeanor shifted instantly to one of alertness. "Are you certain of what you saw?"

The butler's grave expression left no room for doubt. "Without question, sir!"

Rising swiftly, Quentin adjusted his already immaculate clothing. "Bring him in at once!"

Quentin took his first step forward, footsteps resonated through the

guests turned as one, drawn

to his tall, athletic frame. Every inch

distance, thin lips pressed together in contemplation. Dark eyes, bottomless as midnight waters,

mystery.

from the crystal chandelier caught his sharp features, highlighting an undeniable edge of

finding Corrine. Though his eyes lingered

amusement.

transformed the spacious hall

tension.

rippled through the crowd

"Who could he be?"

him before, but look how Mr. Seymour rushed to greet

that the Seymour family's influence in Lyhaton,

stemmed largely from their connection to a more powerful branch of

this hidden faction wielded the

seem modest by comparison.

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