The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Chapter 492:

A wave of unease crashed over her, chilling her to the core. Her stomach knotted, an inexplicable sense of foreboding settling deep in her bones.

“Miss Burgess?” Chelsea’s sharp tone cut through the fog in Leah’s mind.

“If you are feeling tired, you can rest in the lounge.”

Leah jolted back to the present, her breath catching in her throat. Quickly, she forced a pleasant smile.

“No. I am fine.” Taking a steadying breath, she hurried to catch up.

Ahead, Meg held Corrine’s hand, their easy closeness reminiscent of a mother and daughter.

Leah trailed behind, her gaze darkening with a mix of envy and frustration.

“I heard there is an orchard on the hillside. Would you like to check it out?” Meg asked, her voice warm.

clear. Leah, unwilling to be left

it. Her towering heels turned every step into

and scattered rocks, and with each stride, her heels sank into the soft earth, throwing her off

wobbled. Gravity took

her gaze flicking over Leah sprawled in the dirt. A faint furrow

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you wait for us at the

beside Meg. Biting the inside of her cheek, she forced a

I will

turned away without another word. Half an hour later, the

in their wake, lighthearted and content. But as they neared the entrance, a shrill voice shattered the

little brat, stealing and not admitting it! No wonder your parents abandoned you. Serves you

words sliced through the air, sharp and

halted abruptly. Beside her, the