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?”

retrieved the neatly prepared legal documents from his case. “On behalf of my client, Corrine Holland, I am formally filing charges against all eight

her eyes as she stepped forward, her voice trembling with outrage. “That

piece precisely placed. Yet now, the board had flipped, and all the blame

slander my family because you have

is slander or not, we will find out through a proper investigation,” a

turned toward the

gⲁ𝗅𝗇𝗈ν𝖊𝗅𝘀.𝗰𝗈𝗺, 𝗺𝗼𝗿𝗲 𝒸𝗁𝒶𝓅𝓉𝑒𝓇𝓈 𝗼𝗻

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

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

up his spine. The icy sensation crawled upward until it wrapped around his throat like a tightening noose. He pressed his lips into a thin line, swallowing both his surprise and the flicker of panic rising in his chest. With forced composure, he said