The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Chapter 843:

That simple revelation hit everyone like a freight train. The very people who had been whispering and laughing mere moments ago now looked as if they’d been slapped across the face.

“Weren’t you all laughing and mocking her just moments ago? Why the sudden silence now?” A deep, cold voice sliced through the tension like a winter wind, chilling the room to its core.

The moment Zeke spoke, the air shifted. It was as if an invisible frost had settled over the crowd, leaving everyone paralyzed.

Silence. A thick, suffocating silence. All eyes darted toward Corrine.

But she remained impassive. Her fingers idly traced the smooth surface of the bracelet on her wrist, her expression unreadable and detached—as if the chaos around her was nothing more than background noise.

tone dangerously casual, hands tucked in his pockets. “But is it really so difficult to acknowledge another’s talent? Just moments ago, you were all so quick to condemn an innocent woman. And now? Not even a whisper of an apology? Tell me, do you truly consider yourselves noble? Because once this gets

crowd, as shrewd as they were, couldn’t miss the underlying threat in

face the consequences

bowing his head. “Miss Holland, I was wrong. I spoke without knowing

out one after another in a desperate bid

lifted her gaze, her eyes settling on Danna, who stood

𝕔𝕠𝕟𝕥𝕖𝕟𝕥 𝕗𝕚𝕣𝕤𝕥

stiffened. She refused to turn, her hands

to Corrine in every way—aside from looks, of course. That was the only thing Corrine had over her. Otherwise, what did she have? Nothing but a stroke of luck that earned Nate’s favor. And when that luck ran out? Corrine would be nothing. Just another nobody.

daughter’s defiance, Danna’s father lost what little patience he had left. He stormed forward, his face dark with rage, and without hesitation, delivered a stinging slap

wide, her hand flying to her face as she stared at him