The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Chapter 725:

Feeling Jacob’s unwavering gaze, Hell lazily lifted his eyelids, casting a glance back at him.

Though he ruled this territory, Hell knew that if things turned hostile, he might not hold all the cards. But there was one thing he was certain of: Jacob would never reveal his true identity in front of Corrine.

A sly, almost playful smile crept across Hell’s lips. “This isn’t the sort of place where you just waltz in and out whenever you please.”

At his words, Corrine’s eyes narrowed, a flicker of ice appearing in her gaze.

Jacob’s gaze, as sharp as a blade, never wavered. “Let them leave with what they want, and in exchange, I’ll tell you where the person you’re searching for is.”

Hell raised an eyebrow, a spark of curiosity dancing in his gaze. “Just tell me, who exactly am I looking for?”

sat right before him. He had a hard time believing Jacob would actually hand Corrine

response came with a slight edge. “What if I told you

this, Hell stopped his idle fiddling with the ring, his gaze

a master at his craft, was unparalleled in his ability

for a long moment before signaling

could

minutes later, Bleacher returned, handing the document to Corrine with

a shocking red handprint greeted her. She furrowed her brow, the

laced with a hint of mockery, floated over. “Some lessons are best learned

closed the document and remarked with a smirk, “Mr. Martel,

by the sarcasm, replied coolly, “Not

turned his gaze to Bleacher.