The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Chapter 664:

The firmness in his tone left no room for argument. If anything, his strict command only confirmed what she had suspected—Nate knew exactly what had transpired between her and Hodge.

And that flicker of ruthlessness in his gaze? She did not miss it.

A warning bell rang in her mind. If she ever truly crossed a line with Hodge, Nate would not hesitate to eliminate the problem. He did not care about the Seymour family’s reputation, nor did he play by rules that did not suit him.

Corrine met his gaze, unshaken, and wrapped her arms around his neck, pressing her face into his shoulder. A quiet sigh escaped her lips.

“You are Nate Hopkins,” she murmured, her voice a soft caress.

“How could you let another man rattle you like this?”

To her, Nate was always the calm, calculating mastermind—someone who controlled situations with effortless precision, never breaking a sweat.

Yet here he was, tense, on edge, his jealousy raw and unfiltered. His grip tightened on her chin, forcing her to look at him. His gaze was dark, piercing, unwavering.

“Promise me,” he demanded.

eyes softened, a quiet warmth settling

relationship, and I know how to avoid misunderstandings. I know how to keep my

mine have been connected for generations. It is inevitable for us to cross paths. Still, I promise, I will keep you informed

𝓵𝖆𝖙𝖾𝓈𝖙 сɧ𝖺ρ𝗍𝖊𝗋𝓈 𝔾α𝗅𝗇𝗈ν𝖊𝗅𝗌﹒ⅽ𝗈𝗺

and Ford families had longstanding

should have eased his mind, but they only fueled the jealousy simmering beneath his exterior. The thought of her childhood connection with Hodge—the memories they shared—tightened something in Nate’s chest, a feeling he refused to name. His jaw

“Do you like him?”

before laughter bubbled

could I?” she teased,

a childhood friend. And Jules was always there whenever

call Jules right now

his gaze slowly faded, his rigid stance softening. A quiet exhale left his lips as he brushed his fingers

believe you,” he said

straightened. Corrine pushed herself up

“You’re not mad anymore?”