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-

circled her waist in a quiet act of possession

his drink and took the spot beside her

gaze flickered toward

he was up to.

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

sight of Nate's hand resting on Corrine's shoulder, and the sight gnawed at him like a

have felt the weight of his stare because he turned, locking

one to back

challenge

stretch any further, Moses began pouring a drink for Corrine. But before Jules could utter a word, Nate's hand moved, a subtle yet firm barrier shielding her glass. "Get her some juice," Moses

drinking alcohol-wouldn't it be odd for

to remind Moses who held the cards. That was all it took. Moses

Nate's apparent care for Corrine, Jules' expression toward Hate remained cold,

sleeve a discreet

"My dear cousin is dating, and here I am, left in the dark like a fool. What kind

acknowledging her fault with a

full house tonight, how about a game?" a man in a white shirt suggested from the

idea was

"Truth or Dare? Again?"

play something with