The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Chapter 921:

Corrine did not even spare him a glance. “Thank you for the reminder,” she said smoothly, before walking away without looking back.

Bruce reached for her wrist instinctively, his grip firm but hesitant. “Can you answer one question for me?”

Her expression darkened instantly. “Let go,” she snapped, jerking her arm free as if his touch were something repulsive. Disgust flashed across her face, sharp and unfiltered.

Bruce ignored her reaction. “Why did you release those photos at my engagement party? Was it to get back at Leah, or was it to get back at me? Deep down, you still care about me, do you not? That is why you did it—to ruin my engagement to Leah.”

Corrine let out a short, amused breath, as if his words were too ridiculous to take seriously. “Do not flatter yourself,” she said, her tone dripping with scorn. “I wanted Leah to taste what it feels like to be abandoned. That is all. And since I had the chance, I thought I would test the strength of your so-called unshakable relationship.”

Her gaze flicked over him with pure disdain. “So spare me your pathetic self-importance, Mr. Ashton.”

she turned on her heel and walked

remained rooted to the spot, watching her retreating

with Corrine for three years. He knew her well—her

was no going

woman who once loved him with everything she had was gone. Gone

Natasha. “What are you doing here?” she asked, surprised by the unexpected

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did not bother answering. Instead, she reached into her bag, pulled out an alcohol wipe, and held it out. “Clean

laugh, shaking her head as she wiped her hands with the

hand and carefully wiped away the remaining traces,

scrubbing like that, my skin