The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Chapter 695:

Before Aimee’s outburst could take full flight, Corrine’s thoughts remained unchanged.

She had never suspected Aimee; if she had, she wouldn’t have had Jules investigate quietly in the first place.

Something had gone wrong along the way—an error that led Jules to point fingers at Aimee.

“Did Jules tell you I’m his cousin?” Corrine asked, her voice casual, as if discussing the weather.

Aimee froze, her rage suddenly silenced.

Her eyes widened, and she stared at Corrine as though she’d seen a ghost, caught in the headlights of an approaching train.

For a long moment, she stood speechless, her mouth agape, before stammering,

“You… you… you’re…”

Before she could finish, Jules entered, his expression unreadable.

hand and,

“Aimee, come with me.”

them, Corrine, unbothered, finished resetting her dislocated ankle

arrived shortly after, glancing at the scene with quiet admiration. His eyes fell on Corrine, and

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Nate, as though expecting to see

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voice void of any emotion, simply

“Me.”

gaze roamed over Corrine, assessing her from head to toe with a mix

found it hard to reconcile—this woman, delicate in appearance, carried the kind

look like someone molded by

silence, Corrine arched a

“Is there a problem?”

of his thoughts, shaking his

“No. Of course not.”