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.

Leah had been stalling-she'd been waiting

clothing with deliberate casualness, Corrine remarked, "They orchestrated their own downfall. I merely played

Rita spat, emboldened by Bruce's presence. "You orchestrated this whole trap, you monster. You forced us to kneel

"Miss Ashton, you've not

protest, Corrine pressed on, "Let's not forget

unfortunate chain of events."

quick to condemn her ruthlessness, yet conveniently

their schemes and fallen prey to her

creased deeply at her

face the picture of vulnerability, expertly plucking at his

she were spun from glass. "You're

in Corrine's chest. Her voice turned glacial.

to address Ennis. "Have

proclamation, she collected her belongings

as they strode out together, though Corrine's commanding presence rendered Karina nearly invisible