The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Chapter 630:

No wonder her father had chosen this unyielding successor. Nate showed no hesitation in publicly humiliating his own aunt, exposing her vulnerability for all to see.

Then again, it wasn’t exactly shocking. Those who dared challenge Nate within the family had always paid a steep price.

This was why no one in the Hopkins family dared oppose him—not even the Elder Council.

But now…

Andromache’s gaze flicked to Corrine, her eyes narrowing ever so slightly. An unfriendly smile, almost mocking, tugged at her lips.

“I’ve just remembered something urgent I must attend to. My apologies, everyone,” Andromache declared, rising from her seat.

As she stood, a misstep caused her to spill the wine and knock over the utensils on the table. In a split second, a knife slid off the edge, hurtling dangerously toward Corrine.

“Corrine!” Jules cried out, leaping to his feet in a rush of panic. Even Carl, usually calm and unshakable, was visibly rattled, his eyes wide with shock.

seized the dinner plate before

the moment it clashed with the knife, sending fragments scattering like raindrops in

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she remarked, her tone both amused and edged with a

a few porcelain remnants from her

have a few tricks up your

settling over her face, though her eyes carried a sharp edge as they flickered toward

so well. At your old age, you should take better

across Andromache’s lips suddenly froze in

only in

as one of the Independent Continent’s most stunning women, her beauty meticulously maintained and

dare Corrine

Andromache: did

surge of anger coursed through her, sharpening her senses. In that moment, a

the spot, and her fingers found something