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.

pressing hard enough to leave Clarissa gasping for

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no fear—no panic. Only an unsettling calm, tinged

pinned against the cold wall, a flicker of

near Clarissa’s ear, her voice laced

Holland, I’m warning you—stay

lips curled into

care more than you let

her

word, and I swear,

the restraint she was barely holding onto, her

don’t ever call me your sister again. The

you don’t want to hear it, I won’t say

up at her, her glassy eyes shimmering with unshed tears, catching the dim light like polished