The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Chapter 595:

Something was off.

It wasn’t just Matias’ demeanor—it was Nate’s behavior as well. First, he had ignored her call, and now he was conveniently unavailable.

When she reached the top floor, her gaze drifted toward Nate’s office door, which remained tightly shut. Suspicion coiled in her chest as she studied the door, her mind sharpening with cold calculation.

As Saul, Nate’s other trusted aide, stepped out of the break room, his mood was clouded with frustration. Without a second thought, he shoved a tray into Matias’ hands.

“That woman wants an Americano. Take it in,” he ordered, his tone flat and tired.

The very thought of facing the woman in Nate’s office made him bristle.

Corrine raised an eyebrow, a hint of amusement in her voice.

“That woman…”

his face flickering with

words caught in his throat. Cold sweat trickled down his

head and muttered, “How was I supposed

his own thoughts to

casual air, “care

Matias’ arms, then pulled out a chair, sitting down with her arms crossed. Her gaze shifted

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uneasy looks, their silence loud enough to

spill the beans. Nate must have instructed him to keep quiet. Deciding not to push the

assistant, rushed to pour water for Corrine. But in his haste, he aggravated a wound on his back. A grimace flashed

Corrine asked, her

a beat before

little while moving things the

for her to say more, Matias quietly placed the shopping bag down

her face growing darker as