The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Chapter 618:

“Yes.”

A moment later, Nate sent a photo.

Corrine’s breath hitched the instant she saw it. She knew that background all too well. Without a second thought, she jumped out of bed, grabbed a light cardigan, and hurried out the door.

Her rushed steps nearly sent her colliding into a maid, who was carrying a tray with warm milk and a light dessert.

“Miss Holland, where are you going so late at night?” the maid asked, brows knitting in concern.

“Just stepping out for some fresh air,” Corrine replied over her shoulder, already vanishing down the corridor.

That night, Lyhaton’s autumn air carried a crisp chill, threading through the streets like an invisible current.

Corrine took an electric sightseeing car to the gates of the Ford family mansion.

of

silhouette merging with the shadows around him. He was motionless,

bore an intensity that stirred

last met, yet to Corrine, it

𝖁𝗂𝖾𝗐 𝖋𝗋𝗈𝗆 Ⳍ𝓪𝗅𝓷𝗈𝗏𝗲𝗅𝓈ꓹ𝚌𝓸𝓂

as she ran

her, the cold detachment in his gaze melted, replaced by something

“Slow down,” he murmured.

up to press

what if some other girl

his hand settling naturally on

But

rested against his chest, but just as she did, something made her pause. A scent—subtle yet unmistakable. Beneath the expensive cologne lingered the distinct, metallic trace of blood.

she burrowed

He let her continue, but his gaze sharpened, studying her closely. Then, with the ease of

me for a