The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Chapter 887:

She didn’t argue. But as she settled at the table for breakfast, she realized just how sore her lower back was. Shifting in her chair was a challenge.

Noticing her discomfort, Nate’s hand found its way to the small of her back again, kneading the tension away with practiced ease. Across the room, Tanya took in the scene with a knowing smile before stepping forward with a porcelain bowl in hand. “Miss Holland, you should have some health tonic.”

Corrine hesitated, but before she could refuse, Tanya added with a meaningful glance, “It’s great for boosting your energy. Just a little will do you good.”

Corrine sighed and reached for the bowl. “Fine…”

Meanwhile, at the Grand Luxe Hotel, Leah repeatedly dialed Andromache’s number, but the call went unanswered every time. Her frustration was unmistakably clear in the way she gripped her phone.

thoughts. She flinched, irritation flaring as she swatted the stylist’s hand away. “Are you serious? You can’t even brush hair properly?” Her tone was sharp and cutting. “Get

if to argue, but before she could, a voice

stepping forward with effortless composure. “Give her a little grace, Ms. Burgess. It’s a

neatly rolled—but there was an easy confidence in the way he moved. Dark hair, tied back in a small ponytail, lent an edge of defiance

hair himself. “This

her chin, smug satisfaction glinting in her

the man’s gaze—just for a second. A knowing smile curved his lips. “I

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work. But rather than stir trouble, he

family trying to pull?” Sonia’s face was tight with anger. “It’s the engagement party for Leah and Bruce, yet Farris refuses to show