The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

The Betrayed Heiress' Return to Elegance 226

Chapter 226 Could There Be

Some Mistake

Bruce's expression darkened like storm clouds gathering on the horizon as the call came to an abrupt end.

In the front seat, his assistant instinctively drew in a sharp breath, willing himself

become invisible against the leather upholstery.

The atmosphere in the car grew heavier with each passing moment, a testament

to how Bruce hadn't shown a single trace of joy since Corrine's departure from the Ashton

family.

Misfortune seemed to shadow the Ashton family relentlessly these days, denying them

even a moment's respite.

Corrine's refusal to meet Bruce spoke volumes about the depths of her lingering

resentment.

employer's reflection in the rearview mirror; he weighed his next words carefully before venturing, "Mr.

piercing gaze cut through the air like a perfectly honed blade, causing his

assistant stammered, acutely

could he possibly possess such

had vanished without a trace,

breadcrumbs to follow.

released a bone-weary sigh, his fingers moving to massage his throbbing

with possibilities-Corrine must have connections there, explaining her ability to move freely and share

crawled through traffic, Bruce's phone shattered the tense

"Hello, Mr. Ashton."

inquired with carefully measured humility. "Has

ensuing silence stretched like a rubber band about to snap, heavy with

the higher-ups' review, I regret to inform you that your submitted materials were not

knitted together as his

there

mind reeled at this unprecedented rejection-every previous loan application had sailed through Allard's bank without a

frustration," Allard offered soothingly. "To be frank, my inquiries revealed this isn't personal. Recent regulatory changes have tightened lending policies. Your company's scale and requested amount were

investments."

only grew stormier, his frown carving deeper lines

an eternity, he responded with forced composure, "I understand. Thank you