The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Chapter 315:

When Bruce remained silent, Tracy’s stomach twisted with dread. A wave of panic crashed over her, and she wailed, “Bruce, Rita is your sister! How can you just stand by and let her go to jail? If she gets locked up, I-I won’t be able to go on living either!”

Her desperate sobs only intensified Bruce’s irritation. Pressing his fingers to the bridge of his nose, he exhaled sharply and snapped, “Tell Corrine—I’ll agree to her terms!”

Without another word, he ended the call, unwilling to say anything more. Alone in his office, he leaned back in his chair, his gaze drifting toward the vast night sky. The glow of city lights reflected in his eyes as he pulled out a cigarette and lit it in silence.

A knock at the door broke the quiet. His assistant stepped inside and said, “Mr. Ashton, Mr. Archer and the other board members are waiting for you.” Bruce’s pupils darkened at the mention of the board members. He knew exactly why they were here. They wanted answers—and accountability. Snuffing out his cigarette, he straightened his posture and said evenly, “Alright.”

As expected, the moment Bruce stepped into the boardroom, he was met with a group of stern-faced board members, led by Calan Archer himself.

“Mr. Ashton, we expect a reasonable explanation from you,” Calan stated coldly.

Miss Holland left, the company finds itself in crisis. Are we supposed to believe

his gaze sharp

into chaos—our operations are suffering, and the stock market has taken a hit. As the one in charge, if you can’t separate business from your private affairs, perhaps it’s time

voice dropped to an icy

I am?” Calan calmly snuffed out his cigarette,

intrigue with Leah? Your scandal has taken over the internet, and now leaking Corrine’s photos seems like a desperate diversion. Is it so hard to face up to

impact the company directly, given your role. If you lack the insight to see how crucial your

𝗧𝗿𝘂𝗲 𝗏𝗲𝗋𝗌𝗂𝗈𝗇 𝖋𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝗀𝖆𝗅𝗇𝗈ν𝖊𝗅𝘀﹒𝚌𝗼𝗺

balled into fists as he suppressed

Calan stormed out, the door slamming resoundingly behind him. The room fell silent as the other board

alone in the large meeting