The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Chapter 368:

“Surely the Ashton heiress can’t fall to someone without connections,” another reasoned.

“Perhaps appearances deceive,” a third cautioned.

“This woman carries herself with remarkable distinction.”

Corrine observed her opponents with serene amusement while dread crept through Leah’s consciousness. It was subtle, but Leah could sense it—like the slow tightening of an invisible noose. It felt as if she was being lured into a trap, yet she couldn’t quite pinpoint how.

Just as she was about to speak, Rita, caught up in the heat of the moment, blurted out, “Fine! Let’s make it a bet!”

From the very beginning, she had set this wager to crush Corrine completely. To her, Corrine was just a woman clinging to some wealthy benefactor, her presence in high society nothing but a fleeting illusion. And yet here she was, daring to challenge her—the heiress of the Ashton family—right in front of Leah, whose connections ran even deeper.

The terms Corrine proposed? They were nothing more than a grave she had dug for herself.

smug smile curled

no one can back out when they

by me.” Corrine’s voice was as calm as ever, smooth and composed. Her expression was eerily tranquil, like still water reflecting the sky—deceptively peaceful, yet capable of swallowing anything that dared to disturb

glanced at Leah and Rita. The real

a live-streaming app, and aimed the camera squarely at Corrine and

barely contain his excitement as he turned

his voice tinged

lazily, lifted his gaze, his sharp eyes flicking toward Matias with a chilling intensity. That single look

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“It’s Miss Holland…”

next instant, Nate took the phone from Matias, his

into the live stream. When Corrine’s tall, graceful silhouette appeared, the usual

“Sir…” Matias called out.

Nate cut in, his