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?”

him. He had a hard time believing Jacob would actually hand Corrine over

edge. “What if I

fiddling with the ring, his gaze suddenly sharp, locking onto Jacob with

unparalleled in

narrowed his eyes, studying Jacob for a long moment before signaling for Bleacher to come

slightly. Before he could speak, Hell seized him by the collar. “Go get

for just a second, Bleacher quickly straightened. “Yes, sir!” Five minutes later, Bleacher returned,

Instead, her eyes widened as a shocking red handprint greeted her. She furrowed her brow,

of mockery, floated over. “Some lessons

Corrine closed the document and remarked with a smirk,

unfazed by the sarcasm, replied coolly, “Not nearly as sharp as your tongue,

his gaze to Bleacher. “Escort