The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Chapter 1015:

The iron gates creaked open, flanked by stone-carved statues that seemed to watch their every move. The car rolled forward, gliding along the perfectly paved driveway and deeper into the sprawling estate.

Lavish grounds stretched out on all sides, boasting leisure areas, a golf course, and even a racetrack. Anything one could dream of seemed to be readily available.

They pulled up in front of a towering five-story building.

Standing at the steps, an elderly butler with silver hair waited to greet them.

The moment Nate stepped out of the car, the butler straightened, his lips curving into a polished, respectful smile. “Mr. Hopkins, your grandfather is waiting for you in the Waterside Garden.”

He made no mention of Corrine. Not a glance. Not an acknowledgment. Nate didn’t miss the message.

offered his hand to Corrine. “Let’s go.

but his words wilted under the icy edge of Nate’s gaze. A stare so cold and sharp, it sliced through the air

left to

followed the butler’s lead and reached the Waterside Garden,

sparkling in the sunlight. Fish flickered and

gazebo. He wore relaxed attire, and a

pieces on the board painted the picture of an intense struggle. Black appeared to dominate, yet its advantage was slipping. Meanwhile, white, though seemingly weaker, silently steered the

shift could

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piece between his fingers, pausing in thought, reluctant to make a decision. At the sound of approaching footsteps, he slowly lifted his head. His gaze skimmed over Corrine, a fleeting chill flashing in his

then stepped forward and placed

been gone so long, you’ve forgotten how

his gaze and replied calmly, “The game is already decided. Whether