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?”

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,

his other arm around her slender waist, drawing her closer. He leaned in, brushing

I want you to give yourself

slightly, her breath mingling with his, sending a ripple of warmth between them. Her presence was magnetic, drawing him in

distance and kiss her, Corrine pushed him

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a swift motion, she turned on her heel and walked toward the elevator with

faint smile tugged at the corner

who had been silently observing, couldn’t resist

being a bit too dismissive of

weary glance at

you know? That’s called

how much their boss was relishing the playful

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