The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Chapter 755:

Bruce hit the ground hard, the impact jolting through his spine, knocking the breath from his lungs. A sharp cough racked his chest as he struggled to regain composure.

Corrine stood over him, the ghost of a smirk playing on her lips. Her gaze was cool, almost amused. “If you insist on acting reckless, at least choose your opponent wisely. I do not entertain fools.”

Without another glance, she turned, her every step exuding an effortless grace as she disappeared into the night.

The moment she was gone, Bruce’s assistant rushed forward. “Sir!”

Bruce sat up, wincing as he clutched his chest, his expression unreadable but his eyes dark with something stormy.

Shaking off the assistant’s helping hand, he exhaled sharply and muttered a single word, cold and cutting—”Go.”

apartment, he shrugged off his jacket, loosened his tie with a

a bath towel hanging loosely around his waist,

it to his lips. The burn in his throat slightly quelled the

voice broke

on the glass. Turning his head,

draped in a nightgown so sheer it barely concealed what lay beneath. The thin straps clung to her shoulders, fragile as if a single careless tug could

scent of her perfume

eyes darkened, his Adam’s apple bobbing as he

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delicate yet deliberate. “Because I

stepped closer, wrapping her arms around his waist and pressing herself against him in a way that left little space between them. Her breath was warm against his throat, her lips grazing dangerously