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.

the fabric flowing like liquid moonlight over her frame. The dress accentuated the

a refined bun, a hairpin delicately placed at

was not harsh but rather a serene contrast to the warmth she

Corrine was breathtaking tonight.

moment she had arrived, Bruce had noticed—how could

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

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

thoughts that circled relentlessly in his mind—thoughts of Corrine’s stunning beauty. Then, without warning, a pair of slender arms wrapped around his waist from

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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 yet not entirely

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