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 behind, quickly chimed in,

regretted it. Her towering heels turned every step into a

unforgiving terrain of uneven ground and scattered rocks, and with each stride, her heels sank

struggling to maintain her composure. Then, inevitability struck. Her ankle wobbled. Gravity

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

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why don’t you wait for us at

beside Meg. Biting the

will

a brief nod, then turned away without another word. Half an hour later, the group returned, their arms laden with freshly picked fruits and

But as they neared the

admitting it! No wonder your parents abandoned you. Serves

words sliced through the air,

Beside her, the