The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Chapter 813:

Karina, watching the spectacle unfold, couldn’t help but feel as though she had walked straight into the pages of a melodramatic romance novel. Two men, both vying for one woman. How utterly cliché. Yet, the tension in the air was too thick, the atmosphere too taut, making it impossible to simply sit back and enjoy the show. There was only one sensible thing to do—retreat.

Casting Corrine a sympathetic glance, Karina quietly slipped away.

But just as she stepped outside, she nearly collided with Bruce.

Karina barely paused before rolling her eyes. “Blind fool,” she muttered.

Bruce’s face darkened at the unexpected insult. But upon reflection… hadn’t he, indeed, been blind?

A wry smile tugged at his lips as he turned, his gaze catching sight of a familiar figure in the private box. Corrine.

liquid moonlight over her frame. The dress accentuated the soft curve of

hair was swept into a refined bun, a hairpin

harsh but rather a serene contrast to the warmth

Corrine was breathtaking tonight.

arrived, Bruce

matter how mesmerizing she was, she was no longer his. That truth sat heavy in his chest, an

box, Bruce veered toward a window, retrieving a cigarette and lighting

the sharp bite of nicotine offering a fleeting sense of calm, though it did little to quiet the thoughts that circled relentlessly in his mind—thoughts of Corrine’s stunning beauty. Then,

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stiffened for a moment before turning, his gaze flickering slightly as he met Leah’s expectant face. “Why are you out here?” he asked, his voice devoid of warmth

slipping into his embrace as if seeking warmth on a winter’s night. “Bruce, what’s been going on with you lately?