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.

never be touched. To do

and applied firm yet soothing pressure. As

many things,” Corrine answered. “But

no reason to hide the

slightly at her words, a glimmer of intrigue

comfortable silence, filled with

Then, Corrine’s phone chimed.

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glanced at

“Willa’s wedding dress is ready.

below was

dress was embroidered with exquisite patterns, the delicate threads

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

Willa has invited us to her wedding. Are you free three days