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.”

small, polite smile. “It has been a while,” she said,

much more tanned than

I

grinned and shifted the topic. “But enough about me—let’s focus on celebrating Nate’s birthday. Hope

replied, her voice

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

dinner ready for them,” Corrine murmured as

the

day off to make sure there would be no interruptions. But Moses and

closely behind her.

eyes gleaming with mischief. “Tell me, Zack—have you

“Exactly. If not for me, we’d miss