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.

thought Miss Dixon went through something like that? Being raped by her own father.

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

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

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

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

??

flickered in their eyes as they exchanged

CEO approached so silently? Had she overheard

them, yet Corrine acted as

word, she withdrew her gaze and walked away,

the

imagined that ambiguous chuckle? Or

woman with the

you think Miss Holland

“Who knows?” someone muttered.

as they began to hope the storm had passed, reality

a notice of criticism, reprimanding