The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Chapter 915:

The words left both her and Nate at the same time, their voices overlapping. Amusement flickered between them as they exchanged a glance.

Although Nate didn’t mind Corrine’s presence, she had no interest in lingering. Instead, she retreated to the bedroom, stretching out on the bed as she idly scrolled through a mobile game.

Her phone buzzed, breaking the quiet. Natasha’s voice came through, urgent yet composed. “Burgess Group’s stocks are plummeting. Should we proceed?”

“Yes, continue,” Corrine’s tone was as cool as the night air.

The scandal had shattered Leah’s reputation beyond repair. Not even a grand display of charity could salvage it now.

And with Burgess Group’s stocks in freefall, the timing was perfect. Ending the call, Corrine strolled onto the curved balcony, leaning against the smooth railing.

mingling with the crisp moisture in

not turn, already recognizing the familiar

frame loomed behind her, his warmth seeping through

leaned back instinctively, her spine meeting the solid

chin grazing her shoulder. “Why are you

two floors, with the guest room adjacent to the

lowered her gaze, her fingers toying idly with

amused, something teasing. He leaned in, the heat of his

his chest pressed more firmly against her back. It was impossible to ignore, just as it was impossible to forget last night—the way his hands had traced every inch of her skin, the way his voice

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knees felt weak. Nate noticed. His gaze darkened with something playful, something knowing. He shifted forward,

brushed her ear, his teeth grazing the sensitive skin. A sharp breath