The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Chapter 404:

At the Ashton residence, Rita’s cheeks were so red and swollen that even the simple act of drinking water sent sharp pangs rippling through her face. Eating? That was an agony she wouldn’t dare entertain.

Tracy, standing beside her, pressed a towel-wrapped ice pack into her hands.

“Honestly, Rita, can you blame your brother for scolding you? You keep poking the bear, and then you act surprised when it swipes back. Have you not learned anything from the last few times you’ve tangled with Corrine?”

Though her words carried the weight of reprimand, a flicker of something else lingered beneath them—resentment toward Corrine, silent and simmering. Corrine knew Rita was frightened of dogs, yet she purposely brought two dogs to terrify her. It was a planned disgrace.

The live broadcast earlier that day had quickly turned Rita and Leah into the center of public attention, with Rita’s reputation as a bully becoming firmly embedded in the public’s mind.

Her ridiculous imitation of a dog’s bark not only humiliated herself but also dragged the Ashton family through the mud.

And all of it was thanks to that wretched woman, Corrine.

I can’t stand it!” Rita growled, frustration thick in her voice. She winced as the outburst pulled at her swollen

quickly covered her face with both hands, her eyes reddened with unshed tears as she looked helplessly

putting her hands on me without

and in the eyes of the entire Ashton family, Corrine was nothing more than a poor woman from the countryside—pretty, clever,

superiority, as if she had some noble blood running through

all those years ago, Corrine would have been sent

living off the Ashton family, yet instead of showing any

𝗦𝗲𝗲 𝘁𝗿𝘂𝘁𝗵 𝗮𝘁 gⱯ𝗅𝗇𝗈ν𝖊𝗅𝘀．ⅽ𝗈𝗺

hardly

much because of Corrine. As Rita vented, Tracy’s expression darkened with

many times to Corrine to

made them question—who

Ford family? The Seymour family? Or someone else entirely? Until they had answers, the Ashtons dared not make a move, fearing they might stir up more

Corrine’s become more reckless by the day. Look at her now, strutting around like she owns Lyhaton!”