The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Chapter 689:

“Wait a second—is that Corrine?” Moses exclaimed in surprise.

Nate, who had been casually scrolling through messages on his phone, looked up at the mention of her name. His sharp gaze scanned the track, locking onto the familiar figure with precision. His eyes narrowed slightly, a faint smile tugging at the corners of his lips. Corrine knew how to ride? He mused over the thought.

By now, the riders had completed their first lap, Aimee maintaining a slight lead—but only by half a length.

Zack, watching closely, nudged Moses with a knowing look.

“So? Who do you think will win?”

Moses let out a low chuckle, lighting a cigarette as he leaned back lazily.

“Do you even have to ask? Obviously Corrine.”

Aimee might have been known for her equestrian skills, but for Moses, there was only one answer. When it came to Corrine, his faith was unwavering. They weren’t exactly the most noble bunch, but loyalty? That, they had in spades.

out on a spectacle, Moses clapped his

the track, Zack and Nate following

arrived, Moses had already roped in a few spectators to start

in hand. Unable to resist, he added with a smirk, “What’s with the tough-guy act?

𝙋𝙪𝙗𝙡𝙞𝙨𝙝𝙚𝙙 𝙛𝙞𝙧𝙨𝙩 𝙞𝙣: ⲅⱥ𝗅𝗇𝗈ν𝖊𝗅𝘀・ⅽ𝗼𝗺

as a statue, as if he hadn’t heard a

briefly before settling on the rifle. His

he’s set his

Moses’ eyes sparkled with curiosity, a hint of intrigue

do

Moses and his companions remained a mystery to those nearby, the way Paul treated them with deference made it clear that these three held positions of considerable

intimidating aura made

to gain favor with the three

she rode her horse, his focus unwavering despite the

voice laced with subtle meaning,