The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Chapter 945:

Leah’s brows knitted together in a frown. With slow, cautious movements, she reached for the button and rolled the window down. Matias stood outside, a faint smile curving his lips—a smile laced with mockery.

Her heart gave an uneasy stutter. A cold prickle crept up her spine, and an ominous sense of foreboding washed over her in a suffocating wave. Behind Matias, a sleek black Rolls Royce glided past, its polished surface gleaming beneath the dim light.

Leah’s eyes landed on the license plate—one glance was enough to make her stomach churn. There was no mistaking it.

Nate had returned.

Her eyelashes fluttered, panic flickering in her eyes like a candle in a storm. Why now? Of all times, why did he have to return at such a crucial moment?

his eyes. The chill in his gaze felt like a blade pressing against her skin. “Ms. Burgess, the police are currently investigating an organized crime and smuggling operation. To prevent any information leaks, authorities have issued orders that no one is allowed to leave the premises. I

to subtle shifts in atmosphere, felt the tremor in his daughter’s hand. Without betraying any of the growing anxiety churning

though his eyes never

on her father’s arm tightened. “Dad, what are we going to do now? If Nate finds

with which Nate dismantled them piece by piece. That same fate

Smoke curled around his face as he spoke. “Without solid evidence, who

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grounded, chipped away at Leah’s panic. Her breathing gradually steadied, though the fear never fully left her eyes. “That is true. Corrine is the one holding the bag for assault. If anyone takes the fall,

could be tied back to them. Without evidence,

that comforting logic. “I will warn Andromache. She needs to be prepared

against the hood, cigarette smoke curling from his lips. The moment he caught sight of Nate stepping out of the Rolls Royce, he jolted upright, flicking