The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Chapter 960:

But Andromache’s patience had already worn thin. Her sharp gaze cut through Leah like a blade. “Ms. Burgess, mind your words.”

The Burgess family was as good as finished, and with it, every resource she had poured into them. The frustration burning within her had no outlet, and Leah, too blind to read the room, had just made herself an easy target for contempt.

No wonder Leah had fallen for Corrine’s schemes time and again.

Leah stood frozen, watching Andromache’s retreating figure, realizing with a sinking heart—she had lost all her lifelines.

In the meeting room, Brannon sat stiffly, glancing around at the individuals who were on Corrine’s side.

A wave of unease settled over him. Had he gone too far earlier?

Outside the police station, the golden sunlight painted everything in a soft, ethereal glow.

having fully grasped the situation from Jules, was livid. His voice carried the weight of an iron-clad promise. “Corrine, rest

exhaustion. “I’ll leave the rest in

as she got into Nate’s car,

to Arion, his words deliberate. “Keeping Brannon around

so clearly in Andromache’s pocket, couldn’t be

be sealed by tomorrow.” Arion’s

“Make sure to uproot any allies protecting him

𝗎𝗉𝖽𝖺𝗍𝖾𝗌 𝗈𝗇

everyone knew the

arrogance within the police force had only been possible

dared to move against Corrine had just signed their own invitation

expression. “Mr. Hoffman, what should we do about the

sharp. “Handle them by the book.

eyes glinted coldly. “Take whatever measures you see fit. I’ll take care of the

Wilbur, who had yet to walk far, felt a chill snake