The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Chapter 877:

Nate’s icy glare bored into Moses like a blade, his voice dripping with menace. “Do you have a death wish?”

Moses rubbed his nose awkwardly, sheepish but undeterred. “We really did come to celebrate your birthday,” he said, holding out a box with a grin that seemed more mischievous than sincere. “Here, Nate. Something special.”

Nate’s brow furrowed in confusion, but he accepted the box and opened it with slow, deliberate care. His expression darkened with something dangerous, almost predatory, as he glanced at its contents.

“What are you guys whispering about out there?” Corrine’s voice drifted from behind him.

With a quick, decisive motion, Nate slammed the box shut, his jaw set in a line of finality. “Eat, and then leave.”

Moses gave a cheerful grin, unaffected by Nate’s cold reception. “Got it!” he said, stepping into the living room with the others in tow, bringing in a towering eight-layer cake. He flashed Corrine a playful smile. “Long time no see, Corrine.”

massive cake in disbelief. Then, she gave a small, polite smile. “It has been a while,” she said, her eyes narrowing

looked much more tanned than

free time, so I thought

me—let’s focus on celebrating

at all,” she replied,

it as if guarding it from the world. “Enough talking. You’re here to eat, not to chat,” Nate said,

get dinner ready for them,” Corrine murmured as she moved toward

where the

she had given Tanya the day off to make sure there would be no interruptions. But Moses

she disappeared into the kitchen, Nate followed closely behind her. “I’ll help,”

me, Zack—have you ever

not for me, we’d