The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Chapter 759:

Reaching for the fruit salad on the table, she picked up a strawberry and held it to his lips. “Were those two sent by the Elder Council?” She hadn’t gone easy on them during interrogation, but they had been tight-lipped. Even when she had nearly twisted their wrists out of place, they refused to utter a single word.

Nate’s brow quirked slightly as he took the strawberry into his mouth. “No.”

He expected her to probe further, yet she simply remarked, “No wonder they were so weak.”

Nate arched an eyebrow. “If that wasn’t enough of a challenge for you, perhaps Saul can spar with you next time.”

“Let’s not,” she said dryly. If Saul lost to her, he’d never hear the end of it—and she doubted his pride could take the hit.

“It’s getting late. We should sleep,” she suggested.

“Alright.”

His arm tightened around her waist, pulling her close before effortlessly lifting her into his

When she returned, she

was an unmistakable chill in his tone, an authority that brooked no argument. Seated at the vanity, Corrine picked up the hairdryer, casting a slow glance over him through the mirror. He stood on the balcony, phone in hand,

decisions start requiring your approval?” His voice was calm but laced with

met Corrine’s gaze as she stood behind him, the hairdryer in hand. “Can you

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twisting a lock of her hair as she studied him in the mirror.

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through her hair as he met her gaze. “You

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