The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Chapter 701:

“I’ll never forget what you did for me.”

Her subdued tone seemed to ease some of Andromache’s anger. Taking a deep breath, she steadied herself, forcing down the lingering fury.

“Fine. Consider this a lesson.”

A lesson for Leah—one she desperately needed. And a wake-up call for herself.

For too long, Andromache had believed that Nate kept Corrine around as nothing more than a fleeting amusement, a plaything he kept close when it suited him. But today, he had shattered that illusion. He had torn through the fragile pretense of harmony for a single woman. And as Andromache replayed his warning, his presence still lingering in her mind like an iron grip around her throat, it prickled at the edges of her certainty. She felt a growing sense of caution and fear.

“It’s late. You should go home.” Without another word, she turned and disappeared into the distance.

At Fragrance Garden, Penny recounted the events at the racetrack in quiet detail. Evelyn paused mid-motion, her pruning shears hovering above the delicate petals.

off the

and quickly clarified, “Miss Holland has some skill. She got back on just in time.”

matters.” Despite her words, the weight of the incident dulled her interest in tending to

the shears aside, she turned

where the best

“Was she injured?”

just an accident. It seems the mastermind behind it was none other than Andromache’s so-called goddaughter. Fortunately,

brows together in quiet contemplation, but before she could speak, a shrill cry shattered the

was Andromache’s voice. For a fraction of a second, something cold

observant, sighed at the

habit of storming to Evelyn with grievances every few days—always the

Whatever resentment Nate held, Andromache had earned

asked, expecting Evelyn to

her surprise, Evelyn’s gaze

“Let her in.”