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.”

watched his

she shouldn’t suspect

recently, how could she not? If someone had truly stolen her phone, they would have vanished immediately. And yet, Jacob

had

then what had all

rolled

get in, her gaze lingering on the night beyond the window—dark, vast, and riddled

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Lyhaton pulsed with life, its streets ablaze with neon lights and the electric hum

arrived at a

cast sultry shadows, the perfect backdrop for whispered promises and

the dance floor, men and women moved like flames caught in a slow-burning fire, bodies brushing, glances exchanged—an

strode toward the elevator with

bartender caught sight of him

him down

toward his belt, but Jacob’s voice—steady as a sharpened edge—cut through the