The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Chapter 901:

Adalynn, basking in the rising tide of support, allowed herself a smug smile. “Miss Holland, since you can’t provide a shred of evidence, I demand a public apology for these baseless accusations against me!” The crowd’s voices united in a deafening chorus. “Apologize! Apologize! Apologize!”

Each chant fell like a hammer blow, leaving a heavy silence in its wake. Karina, watching Corrine being backed into a corner, felt her heart race like a drumbeat.

The pressure in the air was palpable, yet her eyes flicked nervously to her phone, where the progress bar was almost at the finish line. “Just one percent left!” she muttered under her breath, her fingers tapping anxiously.

Then, as if on cue, her phone pinged.

Karina’s face lit up like a spark in the dark, and she practically leaped forward, striding to the front with a triumphant grin. “The one who should be apologizing isn’t her. It’s you!”

Leah’s heart sank at the sight of Karina advancing, a chill of dread creeping up her spine. She glanced at Corrine, the question looming in her mind: Could she really be the designer behind Redamancg? But why hadn’t Bruce ever mentioned it?

Corrine,

himself was taken aback, clearly unaware

full of conviction.

connected her phone to the venue’s

the mysterious designer Corry. Now, as the screen displayed eleven stunning design drafts, Nate’s breath hitched, his eyes widening

gaze flicked to Corrine, softening with

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The audience was stunned into silence as they absorbed the

clear now why Corrine had

was marked with the corresponding theme—Wind, Rain, Thunder, Lightning, Snow, Frost, Haze, Cloud, Ice, Rainbow, Dew. Though the style echoed Adalynn’s, the

particular, dwarfed Adalynn’s