The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Chapter 512:

She methodically dried her hands, her lips curving into a calculated smile.

“Clarissa, your talent for claiming others’ possessions never ceases to amaze. Is this your measure of cleverness? Or perhaps it’s genetic? Indeed, like mother, like daughter.”

There was no mistaking the bite in her words, the mockery laced within them.

Clarissa maintained her composure, her serenity undisturbed by the verbal assault.

“My acquisitive nature isn’t universal—you’re my chosen target.”

Her clear eyes locked with Corrine’s as her smile widened playfully.

“I always believed you could maintain your cold indifference regardless of circumstances. But now…”

Before she could complete her thought, Corrine’s hand shot forward, fingers wrapping around Clarissa’s throat in one fluid motion.

Corrine’s hand, ice-cold against Clarissa’s neck, made her flinch on instinct.

tightened, pressing hard enough to leave Clarissa gasping for

her face as

Corrine’s hand, her brow creased as she struggled to force out a single

you really this easily

locking onto Corrine’s

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fear—no panic. Only an unsettling calm, tinged

cold wall, a flicker of malice

in close and whispered near Clarissa’s ear, her voice

Holland, I’m warning you—stay away from

into a playful

you care more

darkened, her

and I swear, you’ll never

in her hand betrayed the restraint she was

again. The Holland family means nothing

don’t want to hear it, I won’t say

her, her glassy eyes shimmering with unshed tears,