The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Chapter 749:

Corrine smirked as she listened to the sharp click of the call disconnecting.

Leaning back in her chair, she turned her gaze to the calendar on her desk. A single date was circled in red ink. Her fingers tapped idly against the surface.

What else should she send?

While Corrine wracked her brain over what to get Nate for his birthday, Leah was facing a different struggle—one far less trivial. Fresh out of police custody, thanks to Andromache’s timely intervention, she now found herself swarmed by paparazzi, their cameras flashing like relentless fireflies in the night.

Inside the car, Leah exhaled a shaky breath and turned to Andromache, gratitude flickering in her weary eyes. “Andromache, I truly appreciate this. Thank you.”

If Andromache had not stepped in, things would have spiraled out of control. She knew that much.

Andromache regarded her with an unreadable expression, though for the briefest moment, something sharp flickered in her gaze—disdain, maybe, buried beneath the surface.

she reached for Leah’s hand. “You are my goddaughter. Of course, I will protect you

for what comes next, that is your burden to bear. The company’s problems belong to your family. It would not

swallowed hard and nodded. “I

streets, Leah remained glued to her

after another, a cold

the Burgess residence, Andromache’s voice was laced with quiet warning. “Lay low for now, Leah. That

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ended, the male assistant, who had been sitting in the front passenger seat, stepped out momentarily, only to slide into

sleek car pull away, Leah’s

expertly kneading Andromache’s legs,

out a soft sigh of