The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Chapter 308 Why The Long Face

Relief washed over Corrine like a cool breeze on a sweltering day when someone finally stepped in to ease the tension. She responded with polite restraint, though a flicker of awkwardness betrayed her, "Than Every soul present had heard tales of Nate-

whispers that carried both admiration and unease. Yet seeing him in the flesh, standing with an effortless authority that seemed to bend the air itself, left them all momentarily breathless.

He was the kind of man whose presence alone reshaped the room, commanding respect without so much as a word. Even in stillness, he emanated an unshakable dominance that made others instinctively trea With practiced ease, Nate took Corrine's hand, guiding her toward a sofa.

Despite their late arrival, the

seat at the center remained conspicuously vacant, as though the universe itself had deemed it his by default.

Just as Corrine moved to sit, a deliberate cough

cut through the air. Jules, lounging with a calculated

nonchalance, motioned for her to sit beside him instead.

Corrine hesitated, the silent weight of

an unspoken dilemma pressing on her shoulders.

When Nate noticed her hesitation, his response was swift and unyielding-

waist in a quiet act of possession as he settled onto the

drink and took the spot beside her

slightly as her gaze flickered toward him, as if she was questioning

he was up to.

look with a slow, insouciant smirk. "What's it to you?" he drawled, stretching out comfortably, one leg draped

sight of Nate's hand resting on Corrine's shoulder, and the sight gnawed

must have felt the weight of his

to back

silent challenge laced

moment could stretch any further, Moses began pouring a drink for Corrine. But before Jules could utter a word, Nate's hand moved, a

be odd for Corrine to

cards. That was all it

for Corrine, Jules' expression toward Hate remained cold, a storm brewing behind

his sleeve a discreet tug. "Why the

is dating, and here I am, left in the

acknowledging her fault with

how about a game?" a man in a white shirt

idea was met

"Truth or Dare? Again?"

Can't we play something with