The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Chapter 449:

Rita’s manicured nails bit deeper into her palms, the pain lost beneath waves of mounting fury. Unable to bear the spectacle any longer, she rose abruptly to flee.

“Where do you think you’re going?” Bruce’s question followed her like a shadow.

Rita spun around with an exaggerated eye roll.

“To the ladies’ room!” she snapped, stalking away.

The auction proceeded undisturbed by her dramatic exit. Nate studied Corrine’s delicate profile, leaning close enough that his breath tickled her ear.

“Do you enjoy being addressed that way?”

Corrine met his playful gaze with a sidelong glance, understanding the meaning behind his question.

title,” she

recognized that Moses’ deference stemmed not from her Ford family heritage, but from the

reminded him, toying with the auction paddle as her lips curved

masculine power play. For

resonated through her as his elegant fingers tilted her

only one,” he murmured, his words carrying the

gaze. Her earlier words had been childish, tinged with

growing concern. Her intuition whispered that their connection ran

wanted Corrine to move past Bruce’s betrayal and open her heart again, Nate’s presence in that equation troubled her. Her brow furrowed as she resolved to

an elegant soirée. A symphony orchestra filled the air with refined melodies while guests mingled beneath crystal chandeliers—the very picture of high

I have the pleasure of

with barely concealed distaste, her eyes flickering with

He adjusted his tie with affected

“Rolf Archer—Calan’s younger brother.”

of him—a notorious name-dropper