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.”

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

much more tanned

had some free time, so I thought I’d take

and shifted the topic. “But enough about me—let’s focus on celebrating Nate’s birthday. Hope you don’t

she replied,

placed the box on the edge of the table, pressing his hand firmly on it as if guarding it from the world. “Enough talking. You’re

for them,” Corrine murmured as she moved toward the

the best

birthday, she had given Tanya the day off to make sure there would be no interruptions. But Moses and Zack’s uninvited arrival had thrown a wrench in her

closely behind her. “I’ll help,” he offered, his

knowing glance with Zack, his eyes gleaming with mischief. “Tell me, Zack—have you ever once seen Nate personally cook in all these years?” Zack

“Exactly. If not for me, we’d miss out on this rare