The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Chapter 484:

And if that happened, Tracy would never allow her to marry Bruce.

She swallowed hard. No matter what, she could not let that happen.

Leah’s eyes welled up as she reached for Bruce’s arm, her fingers tightening around him like a lifeline.

“Bruce, you have to believe me,” she pleaded, her voice trembling with desperation.

“I swear, I do not know anything about this…”

Bruce did not move. His grip on her arm tightened—not in comfort, but in restraint.

His fingers pressed into her skin, his expression dark with barely contained fury.

“I want to believe you. But the truth is staring me in the face. So tell me, Leah—how am I supposed to?”

Leah’s face drained of color, pain flashing in her eyes as she looked at Bruce, her voice trembling.

“I—I…”

fingers clenched at her sides as tears welled

had no time to contact anyone else. And you are well aware that the

hard, her

own sister. How could I possibly scheme

his brows drawing together

endless adventures on g

sharp, scrutinizing her as if he could strip

hesitation, Leah softened her voice,

love myself. I know how much the Ashton family means to

something in

this, Corrine let out a quiet,

just blind. Seems like he has lost touch with

slowly, shaking

future of Ashton Group

was light, almost casual, but the bite in her words was

at her remark, frustration flickering across

studying his expression carefully, spoke in a

docked. Let’s go back