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?”

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

bag, Nate slid his other arm around her slender waist, drawing her closer. He leaned in, brushing his lips across her temple. His

I want you to

ripple of warmth between

could close the 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

smile tugged at the corner of his lips

been silently observing, couldn’t resist commenting

Holland being a bit too

cast a weary

know?

their boss was relishing the playful

of the Independent Continent would fall over each other to catch his eye. Yet, not