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,”

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

him, toying with the auction paddle as her lips curved into a knowing

some masculine power play. For

as his elegant fingers tilted

the only one,” he murmured, his words

childish, tinged with an inexplicable jealousy. Yet they masked a deeper regret—if only their paths had crossed sooner. How

intimate exchange with growing concern. Her intuition whispered that their connection ran deeper than a casual

and open her heart again, Nate’s presence in that equation troubled her. Her brow

transformed into an elegant soirée. A symphony orchestra filled the air with refined melodies while guests mingled beneath crystal

Holland? Might I have the pleasure

barely concealed distaste, her eyes flickering with

He adjusted

“Rolf Archer—Calan’s younger brother.”

cold smile ghosted across Corrine’s lips. She knew of him—a notorious name-dropper who had long traded on his brother’s reputation to