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.

dinner plate before her and flung it

thousand tiny shards the moment it clashed with the knife, sending

unfold, her smile widening into a crescent moon as

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Holland,” she remarked, her tone both amused

few porcelain remnants

a few tricks up your sleeve,

though her eyes carried a sharp edge

your old age,

danced across Andromache’s

only

been hailed as one of the Independent Continent’s most stunning women,

Corrine call her

gnawed at Andromache: did she really look

In that moment, a stinging sensation pricked at

her hand to touch the spot, and her fingers found something