The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

The Betrayed Heiress' Return to Elegance 297

Chapter 297 The Art Of

Victimhood

Hearing Bruce's voice, Corrine's eyes narrowed to slits before her lips curved into a predatory smile. "Playing the gallant hero again, I see."

She pivoted to face Bruce, meeting his contemptuous stare.

His eyes pierced through her with the kind of judgment reserved for storybook villains tormenting innocent maidens.

"What drives you to such cruelty, Corrine?" Bruce's voice cut through the tension like ice. "What grievance could possibly justify this endless torment of Rita and Leah?"

He had abandoned everything at the first ping of Leah's desperate message, only to witness the horrifying live stream his assistant had forwarded during his rush here- Corrine forcing Rita and Leah to their knees, compelling them to mimic dogs.

Such calculated malevolence could only spring from Corrine's mind.

Understanding dawned in Corrine's eyes as they flickered between the newly arrived Bruce and the tearful Leah huddled on the floor. Corrine's smile took on an arctic quality.

had been stalling-she'd been waiting for her champion to

from her clothing with deliberate casualness, Corrine remarked, "They orchestrated their

this whole trap, you monster. You forced us to kneel and brought

"Miss Ashton, you've not only mastered canine impersonation

on, "Let's

unfortunate chain of events."

quick to condemn her ruthlessness, yet

schemes and fallen prey to

creased deeply

her tear-stained face the picture of vulnerability,

cradled her as if she were spun from glass.

watched their tender exchange, bitter irony welled up in Corrine's chest. Her voice turned glacial. "Miss Burgess, since you're so fond of invoking

Ennis. "Have

proclamation, she collected her belongings and departed

out together, though Corrine's