The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Chapter 682:

“Aimee, what are you doing here?” His tone made it clear—he was not pleased to see her.

Had he known she would show up here, he would have avoided this place altogether.

Aimee faltered for a split second under his scrutinizing gaze before tilting her chin up as the sun cast a warm glow over her flushed cheeks.

She let out a sharp huff.

“I can go wherever I please! What does it matter to you?”

Her parents, overprotective to a fault, had spent years shielding her from anything remotely dangerous due to her health.

But today, she had slipped away under the guise of heading to a hospital check-up, seizing the chance to taste a bit of freedom. Her eyes darted toward Corrine.

going to stand there and say

her horse,

“Not interested.”

spread through the crowd, laughter bubbling up at how effortlessly

her way—spoiled by indulgent parents who rarely denied her anything. She had a habit of putting people in

out of fondness, but out of fear. Her brother, a high-ranking officer in the military, cast a long shadow, and no one wanted to be on the wrong side of it. So, they tolerated

𝖁𝖎𝖊𝖜𝖊𝖉 𝖘𝖊𝖈𝖗𝖊𝖙𝖑𝖞 𝖋𝖗𝖔𝖒 gⲁ𝗅𝗇𝗈ν𝖊𝗅𝘀﹒𝖼𝗈𝗆

seeing Aimee being brushed off like that was an unexpected treat for those who had

laughter only made

offenders, and as quickly as the amusement had flared, it fizzled out. Conversations resumed, people pretending as

seizing the chance, spoke up in a

to have a good time. There is no need to ruin the mood. Besides, Aimee

did not particularly like Leah, but pride dictated that she accept the lifeline being

hair, she said, “Don’t worry. I’m not that good either. We are

had been watching with growing impatience,