The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Chapter 697:

Jules’ eyes darkened, his grip tightening around the device.

“So it’s her.”

Leah. Again.

She simply couldn’t resist stirring trouble where Corrine was concerned.

Jules said nothing more, but his mind was already working, calculating.

Plenty of ways to deal with Leah and the Burgess family unraveled in his thoughts, and none of them were merciful.

end of the line had grown increasingly silent, waiting for Jules’ response. After a prolonged pause, the voice ventured cautiously, “Mr. Ford, as far as I know, Leah has grown quite close to Andromache. If we make

elite circles, sparking whispers that she might just be the catalyst for a shift in the balance of power among the four major families. Taking any aggressive action

busy weaving her web, aligning with the collateral branches of the four major families and establishing ties with other powerful households. If she were to unite them all against the Fords, their once-unshakeable foundation would

downward, his face an unreadable mask. His jaw clenched with quiet tension, the only sign of

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understand,” he finally murmured, the

the window, the weight of the situation pressing down on him. Without thinking, he lit a cigarette, its smoke

thought struck him—a flicker of an idea. He quickly grabbed his phone and

if Nate was at the top of power, then Corrine was at

was keenly awaiting Nate’s next move, curious to see how he would navigate this

carefully, his mind racing to connect the dots. His fingers danced across the screen, tapping out a response, his eyes locking

ever the perceptive one, understood immediately. With a sharp nod, he gathered

back anyone, Andromache appeared at the threshold,