The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Chapter 651:

Seated with effortless grace, Corrine crossed her legs, twirling her phone idly between her fingers. A lazy, almost bored expression flickered across her face as she cast Judie a sidelong glance.

“Commence your performance, Miss Seymour.”

The meaning was clear. Corrine expected her to strip right there in front of everyone.

A violent shudder coursed through Judie’s body, and her face drained of color.

“Corrine, you… you are taking this too far!”

Corrine propped her chin on one hand, the fingers of the other tapping a slow rhythm against her thigh. She was waiting—for what, Judie did not know.

Judie stood rooted to the spot, unwilling to move, but before she could protest further, Nate’s voice sliced through the silence.

“It appears I will need to have someone assist you.”

in black stepped forward immediately, gripping Judie’s arms

her lips as she struggled violently

do it! I

men released her,

trembled as she reached for the zipper of her dress. The weight of countless eyes bore down on her, suffocating her beneath an avalanche

fists as raw hatred burned in her chest. If she could, she would tear Corrine apart

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her vision as she turned to Nate, silently pleading for mercy, for even a shred of sympathy. But he never looked her way. His eyes remained fixed on Corrine—watchful, patient, almost

he treat Corrine with such care, yet not spare a single glance for

over Judie, extinguishing any last glimmer of

had been the plan—until she had seen Nate. In that moment, reason had abandoned her. She had cast Gregory aside without

Quentin’s support. Her standing in the Seymour

no turning back.

slowly pulled down the zipper of her dress, her shoulders trembled,

“Corrine.”

at the sound of that all-too-familiar voice, instinctively moving away from Nate. A breath later, she stood