The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Chapter 611:

The mere mention of Nate’s name was enough to send shivers down the spine of anyone who knew the rumors. It brought him countless enemies, enemies who would stop at nothing to bring him down. If Corrine stayed with him, she would be pulled back to the Independent Continent—a place far from the life she imagined. At best, it would be a life full of danger, where every step was shadowed by deceit. At worst, it could very well be a warzone.

The Ford family would never stand idly by, watching Corrine walk into such peril.

The two men’s eyes locked, one pair filled with suspicion and judgment, the other veiled in impenetrable darkness.

The room was heavy with an uncomfortable silence.

After what seemed like an eternity, Nate’s voice finally sliced through the stillness, cold and unwavering.

“As long as I breathe, no one will lay a hand on her.”

words were measured, yet carried an undeniable weight, like the calm before a storm—a quiet warning that spoke

else spoken those words, Jayden would have dismissed them as empty threats. But with

shared his blood. The power he wielded wasn’t just born of wealth or status; it was forged through countless struggles, the sacrifices of others, and the relentless

carved in stone, as binding as a blood oath. The world might challenge him, but it could never break him. And no one—not even fate itself—would harm

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the weight of Nate’s

silence, Waldo’s voice broke through

this? No matter what happens,

but it carried a

meeting Jayden’s eyes with quiet resolve. His voice

world has the power

the sheer presence behind them. The air seemed to shift, thick with

Jayden understood why so many feared Nate. It wasn’t simply