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

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

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

his craft, was unparalleled in his

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

forward and bending slightly. Before he could speak, Hell seized him by

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

widened as a shocking red handprint greeted her. She furrowed her brow, the unexpected twist

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

and remarked with a smirk, “Mr. Martel, your methods are

“Not nearly as sharp as your

his gaze to