The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Chapter 602:

With that, Nate took her hand, leading her out of the office.

As they stepped outside, Matias approached with a respectful nod.

“Miss Holland, here are your things.” He handed her the shopping bag. Nate’s gaze flickered to the logo on the bag. His brow arched slightly. He knew that brand.

“What is this?” he asked deliberately.

Corrine took the bag and pushed it into his arms.

“I got you a shirt. Just a small token of thanks for everything you’ve done for my grandfather.”

Nate’s lips curved into a slow, playful smile, his voice rich with mischief.

“You think a shirt is enough to make me satisfied?”

you want?” Corrine’s delicate features flickered with emotion, each subtle shift of her expressions exuding an effortless charm, like an unspoken melody that played softly in the background. Nate’s eyes lingered, their depth growing as he studied her perfect, captivating face. It was as though the world around him faded into the background, leaving only

closer. He leaned in,

want you to give yourself to

tilted her chin slightly, her breath mingling with his, sending a ripple of warmth between them. Her

distance and kiss her, Corrine pushed him away with a confident, almost playful

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dreams!” With a swift motion, she turned on her heel and walked toward the elevator

his gaze unreadable. A faint smile tugged at the corner of his lips as he followed her at his own pace, as though savoring the

who had been silently observing, couldn’t resist commenting

bit too dismissive of

weary glance at

do you know? That’s

their boss was relishing the

over each other to catch his eye. Yet, not a single one had earned his attention—not a glance, not a smile. Only Corrine seemed to hold