The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Chapter 822:

Meanwhile, the mastermind of their misery sat back, plucking a grape from her fruit platter, utterly unbothered.

Leah’s nails dug deeper into her palm. She would not forget this.

In the rounds that followed, both Leah and Bruce treaded carefully. No more impulsive bids. No more competing against Corrine. They refused to fall into her trap a second time.

Corrine seized the opportunity, effortlessly claiming the items she desired.

“Happy now?” Nate murmured beside her, watching the satisfaction flicker in her eyes.

Corrine’s lips curled into a slow smile. “It is much more enjoyable without someone stirring trouble.”

back, cradling her cup, exuding the lazy contentment of a cat basking in the

its conclusion, a murmur of anticipation rippled through the room. “The final item is rumored to be extraordinary,” someone whispered. “A set of priceless royal jewelry. They say it was bought

everyone here has their eyes on

qualify to bid. With our current standing, the chances are

Leah had little interest in the previous items. They were merely warm-ups, insignificant

on tomorrow’s front page, the perfect opportunity to showcase her engagement to Bruce. It would not only restore

not just a luxury—it was

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collective gaze of the crowd, the long-awaited

exquisite pieces—a crown,

each cut in distinctive shapes—teardrop, cushion, octagonal, oval, rose, and

sapphires, the largest weighing a staggering fifteen carats, brought the total to seventy carats. Encased in a halo of diamonds, each gem shimmered with an

radiated an ethereal glow, reminiscent of the deepest,