The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Chapter 844:

Danna held her ground, defiance burning in her gaze. Her father’s grip tightened around her arm as his voice dropped to a low, menacing growl. “Apologize now, or you’re out of the Becker family—for good!” Her wide, unblinking eyes shimmered with betrayal, a raw disbelief twisting through her chest. Was this really her father? The man who had once cradled her when she scraped her knee? Now, for Corrine’s sake, he would cast her aside like she was nothing? Was she, his own daughter, worth less than that woman?

“What are you waiting for? Apologize!” His urgency betrayed his fear of the consequences.

Danna bit down on her lip until she tasted iron. The words scraped out like sandpaper. “I’m sorry…”

Her father’s glare darkened. “Properly! That’s not an apology—that’s a joke.”

Danna curled her fingers into fists by her sides. “Miss Holland,” she forced out through gritted teeth, “I’m sorry.”

Corrine barely reacted, only the flicker of her brow hinting at mild amusement. “Now that we’ve settled that, let’s move on to the second matter.”

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you attacked my staff unprovoked. Medical fees, emotional damages—you owe compensation.” Corrine tilted her head. “Shall we settle

push your luck!” she hissed. “Even if you’re Corry, even if you’ve got talent, what gives a low-born girl like you the right to act high and mighty

voice cut through the room like ice cracking over

Nate standing there—calm, unreadable, yet carrying the kind of weight that made her blood run cold. Tears burned at

gⱯ𝗅𝗇0ν𝖊𝗅𝘀.𝗰𝗈𝗺, 𝓶𝗼𝗿𝗲 𝒸𝗵𝒶𝓅𝓉𝑒𝗋𝓈 𝗼𝗻

rushed forward, all too eager to appease. His smile was thin, servile. “Miss Holland, my daughter has been spoiled rotten. Please, let’s not take this to heart. We’ll handle

gaze. “Jacob, take care of

“Yes.” Jacob nodded.

on her heel. Nate fell into step beside her, his arm slipping around her waist

“You’re upset,” he murmured.

quiet statement. No hesitation.