The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Chapter 641:

A chill crept down her spine.

Corrine smiled, her expression radiant and sharp, her beauty only amplifying the impact of her words.

“From the moment Mr. Hopkins ignored you, you lost any right to compete with me. So why would I even bother with you, Miss Seymour?”

Judie stiffened. Being rejected publicly had already been humiliating, but Corrine’s words—so casually cruel—felt like a dagger twisting in an already open wound.

“Corrine, what exactly are you so proud of?” Judie snapped, her composure finally breaking.

“You’re nothing more than a pretty face! Mr. Hopkins is merely infatuated with your looks. Do you really think that’s enough to marry into the Hopkins family of the Independent Continent?”

Her voice rose, laced with desperation.

you aside like yesterday’s news! What are you

gaze, examining her manicured nails as if Judie’s outburst wasn’t worth the effort of a direct reply. Then, in

my looks. That’s more than you can say—considering you threw yourself at him and still

drained from Judie’s face as she

Judie falter yet again under Corrine’s sharp retort,

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family. If you’ve made a mistake, own it. Embarrassing yourself is one

impatience flickering across

me who ruined her dress. If you don’t believe me, go check

and unwavering composure only fueled the onlookers’ suspicions. To them, she wasn’t just defending herself—she was flaunting her power, using the Ford family’s influence to crush

murmur rippled through the crowd, thick with disapproval. Whispers laced with scorn piled onto one another, a

the

Corrine ruin that dress? This place is massive. And yet, somehow, Judie just happened to ‘bump’ into the table? Please. She’s

earlier agitation smoothed