The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Chapter 781:

“What a waste of such an opportunity,” a man remarked with a sigh. The captain, who had remained silent, suddenly interjected, “If you think that way, you’re gravely mistaken.” Noticing the questioning looks aimed at him, he smiled knowingly. “She’s too exceptional for us to keep her here.”

If not for Jules, she might not have extended her help today.

At Celtis Estate, Corrine curled up in the corner of the sofa, her silk-like hair cascading over her shoulders, resembling a languid Persian cat in repose.

Beside her, Nate held her slender ankle in one hand while massaging it gently with the other, his gaze carefully assessing her expression.

“Does it still hurt?” he asked.

Corrine shook her head. “It hasn’t hurt for a while.”

For her, such an injury was hardly worth mentioning.

From a young age, Jacob had taught her the delicate intricacies of human joints—how a precise amount of force could render someone immobile, confining them to bed for life.

there were some bones that should never

her ankle and applied firm yet soothing pressure. As

taught me many things,” Corrine answered. “But I first learned from

saw no reason

brow arched slightly at her words, a glimmer

living room fell into a comfortable silence,

Then, Corrine’s phone chimed.

𝖀𝗉𝖉𝖆𝗍𝖊𝗌 𝗈𝗇ɩү 𝓰⍺𝗅𝗇𝗈ν𝖊𝗅𝘀ꞏⅽ𝗈𝗆

at the

message from Karina read, “Willa’s wedding dress is ready. Please take a

was

was embroidered with exquisite patterns, the delicate threads shimmering

danced across the keyboard. “Has she tried it on? Any

instantly, “No issues. Also, Willa has invited us