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.

turned back and offered his hand to

edge of Nate’s

left to say were promptly

followed the butler’s lead and reached the

tranquil pond stretched before them, sparkling in the sunlight. Fish flickered and weaved, darting

wore relaxed attire, and a chessboard lay open in front

painted the picture of an intense struggle. Black appeared to dominate, yet its advantage was slipping. Meanwhile, white, though seemingly

shift could spell disaster for

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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 eyes before vanishing

the chessboard for a moment, then stepped forward and placed a piece down with

expression darkened. His voice was firm as he said, “You’ve been gone so

his gaze and replied calmly, “The game is already decided. Whether you hesitate or not, the outcome