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.

should never

ankle and applied firm yet soothing pressure.

things,” Corrine answered. “But I first learned

no reason to hide

a glimmer of intrigue passing

fell into a comfortable silence,

Then, Corrine’s phone chimed.

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glanced at the

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was

was embroidered with exquisite patterns, the delicate threads

across the keyboard. “Has she tried it on?

almost instantly, “No issues. Also, Willa has invited us to her