The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Chapter 956:

Those same men, now lying battered and broken, had indeed been the ones wielding the blades. The evidence was undeniable—they had arrived with deadly intent, and now they would have to answer for it. On top of that, their extensive criminal records would ensure the law showed them no mercy this time.

Almost instinctively, Brannon’s gaze shifted toward Andromache, who had settled onto the sofa with deceptive ease.

Andromache’s attention, however, had locked onto Corrine. Her expression sharpened, and for a brief moment, something sinister flickered in her eyes—a sliver of cold malice.

No wonder the little vixen had been so confident all along. Every step, every twist in this mess, had been planned from the very beginning.

Brannon cleared his throat, trying to ground himself in the present. His attention flicked back to Waldo. “So, you are officially filing a lawsuit?”

his case. “On behalf of my client, Corrine Holland, I am formally filing charges against all eight men for attempted murder, and against Corey Burgess for orchestrating

of all color, her mask of composure crumbling in an instant. Panic flashed in her eyes as she stepped forward, her voice trembling with outrage. “That is absolute nonsense! How dare you accuse my father of hiring people to

arranged, every piece precisely placed. Yet now, the board had flipped, and all the blame was sliding

my family because you have someone backing you!” Leah’s voice rang

out through a

heads turned toward the conference room

gⲁ𝗅𝗇𝗈ν𝖊𝗅𝘀.𝗰𝗈𝗺, 𝗺𝗼𝗿𝗲 𝒸𝗁𝒶𝓅𝓉𝑒𝓇𝓈 𝗼𝗻

authority. Behind him, several other uniformed officers stood in formation, their presence

in his throat. Arion was supposed to be out on a business trip! Why on earth would

throat like a tightening noose. He pressed his lips into a thin line, swallowing both his surprise and the flicker of panic rising