The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Chapter 377:

“Miss Holland, surely we can reach some understanding? If not for our sake, then for Bruce’s?”

“Why should I show you mercy for a cheater’s sake?” Corrine’s voice carried the chill of midwinter.

Leah met her gaze, and an involuntary shudder ran through her.

Before she could process the words, Corrine closed the distance between them. One hand gripped Leah’s shoulder while one foot delivered a precise kick to the back of her knee.

The impact drove Leah to the unforgiving floor with a dull thud, pain etching deep lines across her face. Though the Burgess family had weathered decline, never had Leah experienced such profound humiliation.

The scene unfolded with merciless intensity as Corrine maintained her iron grip on Leah’s shoulder, leaving no room for resistance. Leah felt as helpless as prey in a predator’s sights, waves of humiliation washing over her with crushing force. She bowed her head, teeth sinking into her lower lip as she tried to block out the countless mocking stares surrounding her.

Her trembling fists betrayed the tempest of hatred and fury building within her. The bitter irony of her position struck deep—she was the Burgess family heiress, Bruce’s chosen bride, destined to lead the Ashton household. Yet here she knelt, subjugated by Corrine, whom she viewed as nothing more than a rural upstart from humble origins. The indignity of it burned like acid in her veins.

snatched an ashtray from the nearby coffee table

“Die, you wretch!”

panicked

Yet he needn’t have worried. Corrine moved with practiced

efficiency. A ghost of an admiring smile played across Nate’s lips as he observed. Rita lay crumpled on the

pay dearly for

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as she attempted a final plea, her face

our submission is enough? Can’t you release

Miss Burgess.” Corrine’s voice dripped with mockery as she towered

positions were reversed? A loss demands its price—surely you understand

Leah’s jaw clenched.

could