The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Chapter 361:

“Take care on your way home, then,” Chelsea said, rising to walk Corrine to the door, accompanying her out.

Standing by Corrine as she prepared to leave, Chelsea added a reminder for Jules.

“Ensure Corrine gets home safely, then return immediately. You’re an adult, Jules. Being too close to Corrine could affect her reputation.”

Jules sighed as he opened the car door, narrowing his eyes toward a distant path, a cold glint appearing briefly.

Noticing his pause, Corrine asked, “Is something wrong?”

She followed his gaze and noticed a car lurking in the shadows. The license plate was hidden, but the model of the car was distinctly visible.

Her laughter was quiet, tinged with a hint of sarcasm as she said, “Let’s go.”

Once Jules sat in the driver’s seat, he asked, “Is that the fool from the Ashton family?”

a knowing half-smile,

momentarily frozen, lost deep in thought. Only when the black car vanished did he begin to regain his senses. The shock felt like a sudden dunk into icy

get more complicated for

Corrine have connections

Jayden was no secret, and Chelsea, a famed socialite, held Corrine in high regard, even escorting her personally. What in the

Jules, Carl’s grandson, was

Jules, nicknamed the Crown Prince by those in their private circles,

simple. Enlisting at eighteen, he climbed to lieutenant by twenty and colonel by twenty-four, the youngest ever. Following his military career, he established Blue Core Technology, which soared to

anybody. Yet, here he was, reduced to

feeling that he was missing a vital piece of the puzzle. The harder he tried to grasp

tales

temples, overwhelmed, and commanded his assistant in a stern tone, “Drive me back

to Farris, Millard bumped into Bruce, who had just arrived from

“You’ve returned, Bruce.”