The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Chapter 668:

She settled into the hanging wicker swing, lazily scrolling through gift ideas on her phone.

Then, from the neighboring suite, she heard it—muffled footsteps, followed by hushed voices.

Corrine had not paid much attention to the conversation at first. Eavesdropping had never interested her.

But the moment she caught a familiar voice, her focus sharpened. Moses and Zack sat on the stone steps of the balcony, their postures relaxed, but the weight of their words was undeniable.

“Andromache might be ambitious, but her schemes alone are enough to give her the confidence to make a move against Nate in Lyhaton,” Zack remarked. His tone was casual, yet it carried a quiet confidence, as though he had already assessed every possible angle and dismissed the unnecessary ones.

Moses lit a cigarette, inhaling deeply before exhaling a slow curl of smoke into the night air.

been idle these past few days. She’s been meeting with members of the collateral lines of

his words settled, an uneasy silence lingered between them. After a pause, Moses

what I hear, the Burgess

might overlook the significance, Zack knew exactly what that meant. The tangled history between Corrine and Leah was no secret to him. If they knew, then it wasn’t surprising that Andromache pieced it together too. Leah had been stirring up trouble for Corrine in the past few months. Even if her past manipulations had

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influence in Lyhaton,” Moses mused, flicking the ash from his cigarette, “but as a member of the Hopkins family from the Independent Continent, she has

carried. People aligned themselves with power, not out of loyalty, but for their own gain. Andromache only needed to make the right promises, and the families of Lyhaton—whether big

let out a low chuckle, his voice laced

Burgess family capable of

the Burgess family had long lost any meaningful standing. If Andromache truly believed that allying with Leah would be enough to bring Corrine down, then

her