The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Chapter 477:

Bruce asked with concern, “What’s happening?”

A tremor passed through Leah as the color drained further from her face.

“Miss Burgess, experiencing seasickness perhaps?” Corrine’s measured voice shattered the silence.

Darkness flickered across Leah’s features at the pointed comment. Her mind raced—perhaps feigning sudden dizziness could provide an escape from this increasingly precarious situation.

Before she could execute her plan, Corrine continued smoothly, “I keep seasickness tablets in my room. They’re at your disposal, Miss Burgess, should you require them.”

The words died in Leah’s throat.

Her body tensed as panic paralyzed her thoughts.

Her teeth clenched until her jaw ached, nails carving crescents into her palms.

She was trapped. Any reaction—any movement—would only tighten the noose around her neck.

were just steps away, their sharp eyes observing every detail. If she made even the slightest misstep,

swallow her

torment, Corrine leaned in ever so slightly, her lips

Miss Burgess. Hope you’re ready for

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fleeting moment, her gaze held the lethal chill of a

this entire nightmare from the very beginning. She had led her down a carefully woven path—step

front of everyone, Corrine was reveling in her

card beeped, and the door

the

silence fell over the crowd as the dimly lit room

out like a

immediate—grimaces, hands flying to mouths and noses, bodies recoiling

murmur spread

hell

my God—look! Isn’t that the Ashton

why are there so