The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

The Betrayed Heiress' Return to Elegance 189

Chapter 189 If Bruce

Weren't Her Savior

Through the darkness, Corrine made her way home, fighting the persistent urge

reach out to Nate.-

Settling at her desk, she opened her laptop to find Jules' email waiting

Her fingers glided across the mouse as she absorbed the contents, when Jules' video call suddenly illuminated her screen.

"I warned you from the beginning about men like him, but you wouldn't listen. Now the proof lies before you, plain as day. What's your response?" Jules' voice carried a mixture of concern and vindication.

"Even the most discerning among us can fall prey to deception," Corrine mused, resting her chin thoughtfully on her hand while continuing to scroll through the evidence.

Jules studied her composed demeanor with growing bewilderment. "How are you. maintaining such calm?"

Corrine lifted her eyes to meet his through the screen, considering her words carefully. "Perhaps my feelings weren't as deep as I imagined."

materialized precisely when her need was

interactions, that dependence had masqueraded as

seemed like her eternal anchor, yet he abandoned her when her

abandonment had torn open old childhood wounds, making any path

have

leaning back as he drew in a contemplative breath. "Corrine, you considered that the man you encountered that

room's darkness was broken only by the

a

Corrine's

his stay was brief," Jules explained, tapping ash from his cigarette with practiced grace. "I suspect someone used his presence there

pupils

admitted, his gaze steady on her face. "Corrine,

she responded

call, Corrine remained motionless before

relentlessly in

her mysterious savior that night hadn't been Bruce,

her savior, then her last shred of mercy toward the Ashton family