The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Chapter 632:

Nate’s eyes flicked toward Moses, his expression darkening almost imperceptibly before he shifted his gaze to the rest of the table. His voice was steady, cool.

“Please, do not let this affect your day. Let’s carry on as usual.”

Terrance Brooks, Karina’s father, seized the moment to smooth things over. Raising his glass, he offered a polished smile.

“Mr. Hopkins, it is a rare occasion to see you accepting an invitation. It is truly an honor to have you here today.”

Karina, seated beside him, rolled her eyes in quiet disdain.

The Brooks family was one of Lyhaton’s top four families, after all. She found her father’s sycophantic behavior nauseating. Groveling was beneath them, and his eagerness to curry favor made her skin crawl.

Nate met Terrance’s gaze with effortless composure.

“You flatter me, Mr. Brooks,” he said, lifting his glass in response.

few years and have not had the chance to attend. I hope my presence today has not inconvenienced anyone.” His tone was smooth, his demeanor polished—far

was no surprise that the women in the room stole glances at him, their admiration

dared to leave before Nate did. It was not a spoken rule, but his mere presence at the head of the

Except for Jules.

check

adjusting

“Corrine, let’s go.”

of her dress. She stole a glance at Nate, her expression unreadable, yet a trace of reluctance lingered in

now was not the time for affection. Not here,

inhaled deeply, steadying herself, and then stood to

gaze. His fingers traced the rim of his wine glass, his lips curving into a barely-there

voice effortlessly cutting

calm, devoid

breath caught for a

The shift in the atmosphere was palpable—envy, disbelief, and barely concealed resentment rippling through them like a silent storm. If jealousy had