The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Chapter 629:

Each step he took was measured, deliberate—his sheer dominance unmistakable.

And then, just like that, the entire atmosphere changed. No one had expected Nate to show up.

“Nate!” Moses was the first to rise.

He moved swiftly to Nate’s side, a subtle grin tugging at the corners of his mouth, a silent challenge in his eyes.

With Nate’s arrival, Moses couldn’t help but feel a surge of anticipation. He was eager to watch Andromache try to maintain her arrogant composure.

The rest of the group, shaken from their initial shock, rose as well.

Henley stepped forward with a respectful bow.

Hopkins, please,

sight of Nate, her smile

precipice, afraid to glance down into the

wine glass tightened ever so slightly, yet her face remained an

you’d grace us with your

and a cryptic, almost knowing smile curled

tales on

with an air of cool detachment. Behind him, Matias and Saul exchanged a glance, a faint but

meeting at the company had been flowing smoothly until Matias caught wind of Andromache’s presence at this elite event

moment, rushing

abandoned an entire room full of people and

found himself caught between a rock and a hard place. There was but one seat of honor, and the weight of the

room wielded significant influence in Lyhaton. But the two individuals from the Independent Continent

family, she was a mere shadow in comparison to Nate, the current head of

seniority, as Nate’s aunt, she technically had the upper hand. But as Henley hesitated, Nate made his decision. Without