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.

be left behind,

ascent, she regretted it. Her towering heels turned every step into

with each stride, her heels sank

maintain her composure. Then, inevitability struck. Her ankle wobbled. Gravity took over.

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

𝓬𝓱𝓪𝓹𝓽𝓮𝗿𝓼

struggling to move, why don’t you wait for us at the foot of

who stood beside Meg. Biting the

I will wait

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

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

brat, stealing and not admitting it! No wonder your parents abandoned

sliced through the

steps halted abruptly. Beside her, the director’s expression