The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Chapter 627:

“Didn’t you say he wasn’t coming?”

Moses, his brow furrowing in confusion, said, “He did say that. I even called him earlier.” What was happening here?

Just before arriving, Moses had made a call to double-check. Nate had clearly said he wasn’t coming—so why was he here now?

While Moses wrestled with his confusion, a woman entered, accompanied by an entourage. Andromache.

A deep frown creased Moses’ face.

“What in the world? Why is the old witch here?” he muttered under his breath.

Corrine’s eyebrow arched, and a small smile tugged at her lips.

Old witch, huh?

the most

Corrine, sitting near the front. As soon as their gazes met, Andromache’s smile wavered, her eyes sharpening, though the mask of

run into each other more often than expected,” Andromache remarked, her voice smooth but

eyes shifted toward Corrine, the tension in the room palpable. Corrine met her gaze with a

expect our paths to

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been a stage Andromache had never graced. Her sudden, uninvited

briefly toward Moses, the coldness in her eyes

only had he

safety, it

couldn’t help but wonder—how long could Nate shield her? A fleeting

said, her voice ringing with smooth politeness, yet the words felt as empty as an

here. My curiosity got the better of me, so I thought I’d join uninvited. If my sudden arrival causes any inconvenience,

wrapped in manners, her tone carried no trace of genuine