The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Chapter 450:

“Become mine, Miss Holland, and you’ll want for nothing.”

Before his fingers could make contact, a hand shot out to capture his wrist in an iron grip.

The force was so intense that Rolf thought his wrist might snap in half. A sharp jolt of pain cut through the alcohol-induced haze clouding his mind, clearing it in an instant. He winced, his teeth gritted as he glared at Nate. Fury burned in his blood, and he spat out a curse.

“Who the hell are you? How dare you lay a hand on me? Are you looking for trouble?”

Seeing Nate, the coldness in Corrine’s eyes instantly vanished, a slow smile curling her lips.

“What are you doing here?”

Nate’s gaze remained locked on Rolf.

to protect my girlfriend from a pervert,” he said flatly before shoving Rolf aside

let out a soft

my boyfriend arrived just

to his feet, his face twisted with rage. Yanking up his sleeves, he stormed

teach you a lesson

could finish his threat, Nate moved like lightning. His leg shot out, and with a brutal kick, he sent Rolf

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his presence an unshakable force. His chiseled features were cast in shadow, his expression a

voice was low,

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grew thick, suffocating. No

drawn attention. Calan rushed over, his sharp eyes scanning the room until they landed on Rolf crumpled on the floor.

saw him and, despite his bruised pride, felt a surge of hope. He coughed, straightening slightly as he

time. Help me deal

as he spoke, his gaze shifting to