The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Chapter 337:

At that moment, her phone interrupted the peacefulness with a call from Jacob.

“Miss Holland, your invitation is waiting in your private mailbox downstairs.”

“Thank you, I’ll get it soon,” Corrine responded, and then ended the call. Leaning against the tub, Corrine let her thoughts drift as the heat from the water relaxed her.

Later, dressed again, Corrine descended to the mailbox and fetched a thick, black envelope. Its classical design and red wax seal bearing the auction house’s symbol signaled its importance.

The famous auction house, Forreal, differentiated its invitations by black, gold, and silver—each color indicating a level of exclusivity, with black being the highest. Corrine held a black invitation in her hand, a sign of top-tier status.

She opened it, checked the time, and then headed back to her apartment.

In a different part of the city, Leah finally secured her own invitation and made her way to the Ashton residence. Upon entering, she immediately felt the subdued, almost melancholic mood of the place.

Tracy, coming down the stairs, met Leah with a reserved smile.

“Hello, Leah.”

Ashton,” Leah replied cheerfully, presenting

this delicacy, I hope it

really didn’t have to bring anything,” Tracy gestured subtly to a maid, who moved swiftly to collect the

glided over to Leah, clasping her hand with maternal

and considerate. Bruce couldn’t ask for a better partner. He’s truly blessed to have you as his future

Leah’s cheeks as she smiled

you don’t resent me. If it weren’t for my involvement, the Ashton family wouldn’t

to the entire Ashton family. She seems to have forgotten who provided her comfortable

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family conveniently overlooked their

attitude toward Corrine sent a wave of satisfaction coursing through

said softly. She guided Tracy to the sofa, accepting a cup of coffee

a sip, exhaling deeply before turning her attention to