The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Chapter 680:

Leah, however, was nothing more than an actress who had disappeared from the entertainment world without explanation. To Aimee, Leah wasn’t even worthy of her time, let alone addressing her so familiarly as if they were friends.

But Aimee had been raised with a strong sense of caution. Her parents had warned her not to provoke Leah, now under the protection of Andromache. If Aimee stirred trouble, it wouldn’t just be her—her entire family would bear the consequences.

Aimee exhaled, a soft, dismissive snort escaping her lips.

“Beauty fades in the blink of an eye. Relying on one’s looks to carve a path in life is hardly something to be proud of.”

Her words hung in the air, and the surrounding crowd grew still. A few uncomfortable glances were exchanged before a young woman spoke up.

“It takes two to tango. Judie might not be entirely blameless, though the method of punishment was a bit much.” The group nodded in quiet agreement.

At this, Leah couldn’t help but snicker, her eyes glinting with mockery. Just then, Paul, accompanied by Jules and Corrine, approached the group.

The crowd parted instinctively, showing deference as they greeted Jules with respect.

“Mr. Ford.”

comfortably tucked in his pocket, strolling forward with an air of ease. It was

the thoughts that occupied her mind, her indifference

stood tethered at the far end. The horse was young, its sleek

for riding?” she asked, her

chosen for its beauty, but it’s wild, almost untamable. The trainer got injured

the implication hung in the air—Corrine was being subtly advised to pick

in her eyes, leaned in and murmured, “Want to

Corrine’s lips curved slightly.

more of

gaze flicking toward the restless

are always the hardest to

knowing glint in his eyes as

“Bring the horse over.”

at the beast before shifting his gaze back