The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Chapter 446:

He had stopped — beside Corrine.

Her mind went blank, completely frozen in shock.

He still hadn’t let go of Corrine?

What did that woman have that made him stay?

Beyond her face, Corrine had nothing to offer—no charm, no value. What could possibly make him hold on to her?

Rita clenched her bottom lip between her teeth, her eyes burning with hatred and unwillingness.

Just as she was about to storm forward and expose Corrine’s true nature, a firm grip seized her wrist. Bruce had appeared out of nowhere, his voice sharp as ice.

“Control yourself. Or leave.”

her like a winter gust, sending

with resentment and

Rita’s hand in hers with

the banquet’s about to start. We should head

hand free, and strode to the dining area of the ship without

glanced at Bruce, her eyes reflecting

go in

𝗥𝗲𝗮𝗹 𝘁𝗲𝘅𝘁 𝗳𝗿𝗼𝗺 𝘄𝘄𝘄⸱𝗀𝖺𝗅𝗇𝗈ν𝗍𝖊𝗅𝗌⧸ⅽ𝗈𝗺

Bruce felt a sting of guilt. He pulled Leah into his arms, his frustration turning to Rita and her

shifted to the towering stack of champagne flutes nearby, a calculating glint flickered in

toward Corrine. Caught off guard, Corrine lost her footing, her body pitching dangerously toward the

forward instinctively, his heart racing as he watched Corrine teetering toward the towering

firm grip yanked

why do you care what happens to

nothing but pain and humiliation. Terror

shut, steeling herself for the