The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

The Betrayed Heiress' Return to Elegance 199

Chapter 199 I Can't Face Anyone Anymore

Corrine stood a short distance away, her eyes carrying a glacial edge and her lips curved in the barest suggestion of a smile. Though her expression remained neutral, the sight ignited Leah's fury.

"It's you!" The accusation tore from Leah's throat as she lunged forward like a woman possessed, her hand

raised to strike.

Corrine, having anticipated the attack, caught Leah's wrist in a swift motion. "Miss Burgess, mind your

manners."

Her radiant smile never wavered as her clear eyes danced with mockery, her voice carrying an edge of aggressive indifference.

Recognition dawned across Leah's features as understanding crashed over her.

Corrine had orchestrated everything from the beginning, never intending mercy for either the Ashton family or Leah herself. Corrine's plan encompassed not only the destruction of the Ashtons but her complete ruination.

blazed in Leah's eyes as she glared at her adversary,

She launched herself forward again, fingers curved like claws aimed

face.

sharp crack of palm meeting flesh echoed

snapping her head to the side. Before she could recover, Corrine seized her hair and delivered another

for your insolence and

had barely left her lips before she administered a third devastating strike. "This slap is

warnings time and

time to register the burning pain before her knees buckled. She crumpled to the floor, her carefully styled hair now a tangled mess, her vision swimming from

there, pressing shaky hands to her swollen face, eyes wide with disbelief.

slightly numbed fingers and smiled as if amused by the question. "Why wouldn't I?" she

haste, the hem of her gown

head, looking down at Leah with an expression of pure disdain. "I heard you're planning a comeback in the entertainment industry," she mused. "Well, Miss Burgess, consider this

gathering Leah protectively in his arms. "Leah,

Leah collapsed against him,

the room was suffocating Around them, guests exchanged pointed looks, their murmurs