The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

The Betrayed Heiress' Return to Elegance 172

Chapter 172 Racing

Corrine's keen intuition picked up on the calculated evasiveness in Nate's words.

His reluctance to volunteer information hung heavy in the air, leaving a bitter taste of frustration settling deep within her heart.

The sensation of being deliberately kept in the dark while others seemed privy to secrets gnawed at her consciousness.

After ending the call, she sprawled across her bed, her eyes fixed on the ceiling's blank

canvas.

The sudden crash of the door jolting open startled her upright, revealing Jules striding into the room. Her words tumbled out before she could stop them. "What brings you

here?"

Jules settled into a chair with casual grace. "How about we clear that troubled mind of

yours with an outing?"

studied him, her irritation

she ventured,

"Sure," Jules affirmed.

his scrutinizing gaze traveling over Corrine's attire before landing disapprovingly on Jules.

just a simple ride," Corrine soothed, linking her arm through his as she helped him navigate the stairs. "I'm staying at Uncle Waldo's apartment tonight, but I'll

speechless, looking at Corrine, whose features bore a striking resemblance to Kiley's. With

in good hands with me," Jules assured

snort spoke volumes. "That's precisely what concerns me. She's picked up all these unladylike habits from

Jules exclaimed, a headache brewing from Carl's criticism. He grasped Corrine's wrist, guiding her swiftly

into the distance, concern etched deeper

face.

expression, asking, "Worried about Miss Holland's

turned to him with a weary sigh. "What's your

played across the

Ford. Why burden yourself with

gaze drawn to the birds soaring against the horizon, melancholy. shadowing his eyes as he grappled