The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Chapter 551:

Wrapped in each other’s warmth, they drifted into sleep, cocooned in the moment.

The next morning, Corrine arrived at the company, her sharp gaze immediately catching the commotion outside. A cluster of reporters loitered near the entrance.

Her brows knitted together. She turned to the security team stationed at the entrance.

“What are these people doing here?”

“They’ve been waiting since early morning, saying they want to interview Miss Dixon,” one of the guards informed her.

A glint of cold calculation flashed in Corrine’s eyes.

“Get rid of them.”

“Yes, Miss Holland.”

Without another glance, she strode toward the top floor. As she neared the break room, hushed voices drifted through the slightly open door.

Dixon went through something like that? Being raped by

way of balancing things out. She was given a brilliant mind but

chuckle sliced through the murmurs. The sound was chilling. The room fell silent.

room, her once-charming features now hardened into an icy mask. A chill radiated from her piercing

room. Everyone felt it—the tightness in their chests, the lump in their

???? ??

they exchanged uneasy

approached so silently? Had she overheard everything they had

over them,

away, dismissing the moment as if it

employees in the break

that ambiguous chuckle? Or

woman with the high ponytail

think Miss Holland

“Who knows?” someone muttered.

they began to hope the storm had

of criticism, reprimanding them for slacking