The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Chapter 441:

“Oh, I absolutely will!” Nate exclaimed, his smile audible.

After hanging up, Corrine’s attention was pulled back to her professional duties by another phone call. She hurried back to the company.

Ford Group was currently promoting a concept that merged an ecological park with a resort. This idea serendipitously mirrored the Ashton Group’s project theme.

Ford Group was the clear leader in terms of corporate strength and influence. However, Ashton Group had the upper hand with its knowledge of resorts and ecological parks. Its pioneering Wildheart resort concept had set a new standard for eco-friendly resorts.

“If we could engage Wraithwood Group for the ecological parks planning, that would be fantastic,” one executive said during the meeting.

“That’s just wishful thinking,” another countered.

“I agree. Wraithwood Group has a long-standing partnership with Ashton Group. They won’t switch allegiances easily,” a third executive added.

handle this matter,” Corrine

the room

had personally brought Calan, the owner of Wraithwood Group, on board as an investor for the Ashton family. Given Ashton Group’s recent scandals,

charity auction presented

charity event swiftly arrived. Rumor had it that Calan and his wife, Meg Archer, had fallen in love at first sight on a cruise in their youth. Calan had even moved from his native Pinetree City to Lyhaton to win Meg’s

𝖀ρ𝓭α𝗍𝖾𝗌 𝗈𝗇ɩү 𝗈𝗇 ɢ𝖺ⅼ𝗇𝗈ν𝖊𝗅𝘀․ⅽ𝑜𝗆

a cruise ship but retraced the couple’s memorable route. It was a nostalgic affair for them and

hailed from a distinguished family. Her family had military roots that had gradually transitioned into business, maintaining some military connections. Meg also enjoyed a close friendship with Chelsea. The two families had remained

event, eager to meet and

ship moored at the pier, a procession of limousines arrived. Women dressed in designer gowns stepped out amidst flashing cameras,

would you like to share a cabin with me tonight?” Chelsea proposed, clutching Corrine’s

warning, and her expression flickered momentarily, but she

sleep. I’d

privacy among young women, didn’t