The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Chapter 707:

Clarissa barely had time to register the shift before she blurted, “No, that’s all—” The line went dead.

She stared at the phone, the sharp beep of disconnection drilling into her ears. Her fingers curled around the device, knuckles whitening.

From the moment she had stepped into the Holland family home and first laid eyes on Corrine, she had known—this was never meant to be a bond of sisterhood. They were rivals, destined from the start.

And when Corrine had been cast out of the family, stripped of her place and title, Clarissa had felt nothing but relief.

With Corrine gone, she alone could claim the position of the Holland family’s legitimate heiress. No longer a shadowed, unwanted secret. No longer forced to care what others whispered behind her back. But now, with Dewey pushing for Corrine’s return, she couldn’t shake off the alarm bells ringing in her mind. She knew her father well from a young age.

Dewey Holland was a man who measured worth in power, not sentiment. Family meant nothing if it wasn’t useful. And defying him? That was a game with no rewards.

And so, Clarissa had no choice but to obey.

breath, she schooled her expression and stepped into the

up. She

in his chair, flicked the ash

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and then pressed

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in the cavernous silence of

pressing

chuckled. A low,

stubborn as

sharp as a

expression, searching for cracks in that unreadable mask. Carefully, she ventured, “Corrine hasn’t forgotten

cost Dewey the son

logic had