The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Chapter 615:

Corrine’s eyes lingered on the device before she curled her lips into a faint smile.

“Thank you.”

She accepted the phone with an air of nonchalance, then asked, “How did you find it?”

Jacob’s expression didn’t waver. His voice remained casual, almost indifferent.

“Just happened to see it.”

Another coincidence. Corrine just stared at him without saying anything.

Sensing Corrine’s distant demeanor, Jacob lowered his gaze, concealing the self-mockery that flickered in his eyes.

“If there’s nothing else, I’ll be going.”

his retreating

knew she shouldn’t

she not? If someone had truly stolen her phone, they would

he had known all

her suspicions were right, then what had all those years of Jacob protecting her really

rolled up

lingering on the night beyond the window—dark, vast, and riddled with

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pulsed with life, its streets ablaze with neon lights and the

at

perfect backdrop for whispered promises and fleeting

flames caught in a slow-burning fire, bodies brushing, glances exchanged—an unspoken

the scene, strode toward the elevator with an

bar, the bartender caught sight of him and instinctively reached

he could speak a word, Jacob slammed him down onto

belt, but Jacob’s voice—steady as a sharpened edge—cut