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.

grows tired of you, he’ll toss you aside like yesterday’s news! What are you so proud

nails as if Judie’s outburst wasn’t worth the effort of a

Mr. Hopkins’ attention with my looks. That’s more than you can say—considering

drained from Judie’s face as she leveled a

again under Corrine’s sharp retort, couldn’t hold

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the Ford family. If you’ve made a mistake, own it. Embarrassing yourself is one thing, but dragging the Ford name down

slightly, impatience flickering

already told you—it wasn’t me who ruined her dress. If

them, she wasn’t just defending herself—she was flaunting her power, using

rippled through the crowd, thick with disapproval. Whispers laced with scorn piled onto one another, a tide of condemnation threatening to swallow

watching the scene unfold,

all blind? Did anyone actually see Corrine ruin that dress? This place is massive. And yet, somehow, Judie just happened to

earlier agitation smoothed into something