The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Chapter 876:

“Ignore it,” Nate’s voice was cold, almost like steel cutting through the night air.

Without another word, he swept Corrine into his arms, and with a purposeful stride, made for the bedroom.

But the knocking behind them persisted, relentless, growing louder as though mocking their intimacy.

Outside, Moses muttered, “Are they asleep already? No way. On a night like this, shouldn’t they have more fun?”

Zack shot Moses an exasperated look, the kind that only came from years of knowing someone well enough to understand their every annoyance.

Moses knew exactly what was going on, yet he still stirred up more trouble.

quipped, “Maybe Nate’s making a plan to

half a month in Ashcliff, that remote place. He wouldn’t dare.” With renewed enthusiasm, Moses knocked again. “Nate! Open up! Zack and I brought you a cake for your

into this madness!” Zack muttered under his breath, his patience clearly

friends! You can’t leave me to

want a friend like you!”

gaze lingered on Nate, whose face was stormier than a summer sky on the brink of thunder. A fine layer of sweat beaded on Nate’s forehead, while damp strands of hair clung to his brow like darkened tendrils. His lips were drawn into a razor-thin line, his jaw tight with tension, and his entire posture exuded a palpable, dangerous energy—one that seemed to hum with the threat of a storm about

out to touch his face, her

started to slip out of

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grabbed her wrist, his grip firm yet gentle, pulling her back. Corrine froze, looking up at him in surprise. His expression was a storm of conflicting emotions, his voice low and dangerously calm. “I’ll

from around his neck and, with a swift motion, wrapped it around his hand—his every move purposeful, like a man